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SABBATH-SCHOOL 


HYMNS 


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Sabbath-School  Hymns. 


THE   HYMNS   CONTAINED    IN  THE  WEST- 
MINSTER SABBATH-SCHOOL  HYMNAL. 


FOR  USE    IN 


Sabbauj-Sttois  ana  Serial  gMmjs. 


PHILADELPHIA  I 

PRESBYTERIAN  BOARD  OF  PUBLICATION 

AND  SABBATH-SCHOOL  WORK, 

No.  1319  WALNUT  STREET. 

♦  1S99 


COPYRIGHT,    1883,    BY 

THE  TRUSTKBS   Or  THE 

PRESBYTERIAN  BOARD  OF  PUBLICATION. 


All  Eights  Reserved. 


Westcott  k  Thomson, 
Stwtypers  and  Electrotypers,  Philadm. 


PREFACE 


The  Westminster  Sabbath-School 
Hymns  contains  the  hymns  which,  in  the 
Westminster  Sabbath- School  Hymnal,  are  ac- 
companied by  tunes.  The  two  books  are 
intended  to  be  used  together  when  desired, 
whilst  each  is  complete  in  itself.  There  are 
decided  advantages  in  having  the  music  be- 
fore the  eyes  of  the  singers,  even  if  they 
know  little  or  nothing  of  the  science,  yet 
for  economy  and  convenience  many  will 
desire  to  purchase  the  hymns  only.  For 
such  this  book  is  prepared.  May  it  be 
truly  profitable  to  all  who  shall  use  it ! 


WESTMINSTER 
SABBATH-SCHOOL  HYMNS. 


\  Lyons.  10s  &  11a. 

1  Ye  servants  of  God!  your  Master  proclaim, 
And  publish  abroad  bis  wonderful  name ; 
The  name,  all-victorious,  of  Jesus  extol ; 
His  kingdom  is  glorious  and  rules  over  all. 

2  God  ruleth  on  high,  almighty  to  save ; 
And  still  he  is  nigh — his  presence  we  have : 
The  great  congregation  his  triumph  shall  sing, 
Ascribing  salvation  to  Jesus,  our  King. 

•3  Salvation  to  God,  who  sits  on  the  throne! 
Let  all  cry  aloud,  and  honor  the  Son : 
Tbe  praises  of  Jesus  the  angels  proclaim, 
Fall  down  on  their  faces  and  worship  the  Lamb. 

4  Then  let  us  adore  and  give  him  his  right, 
All  glory  and  power,  and  wisdom  and  might, 
All  honor  and  blessing,  with  angels  above, 
And  thanks  never  ceasing,  and  infinite  love. 

2  Glory  and  Praise  and  Honor.     7a  &  6a, 

1  Glory  and  praise  and  honor 
To  thee,  Redeemer,  King ! 
To  whom  the  lips  of  children 
Made  sweet  hosannas  ring. 
Refrain. — Glory  and  praise  and  honor 
To  thee,  Redeemer,  King  ! 
To  whom  the  lips  of  children 
Made  sweet  hosannas  ring. 

a 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

2  Thou  art  the  King  of  Israel, 

Thou  David's  royal  Son, 
Who  in  the  Lord's  name  comest, 
The  King  and  blessed  One. 
Refrain. — Glory  and  praise,  etc. 

3  Thou  didst  accept  their  praises; 

Accept  the  prayers  we  bring, 
Who  in  all  good  delightest, 
Thou  good  and  gracious  King ! 
Eefeain. — Glory  and  praise,  etc. 

Golden  Harps  are  Sounding.     6s  A  5* 

1  Golden  harps  are  sounding, 

Angel  voices  sing, 
Pearly  gates  are  opened — 

Opened  for  the  King. 
Jesus,  King  of  glory, 
Jesus,  King  of  love, 
Is  gone  up  in  triumph 
To  his  throne  above. 
Refrain. — All  his  work  is  ended, 
Joyfully  we  sing : 
Jesus  hath  ascended ! 
Glory  to  our  King ! 

2  He  who  came  to  save  us, 

He  who  bled  and  died, 
Now  is  crowned  with  glory 

At  his  Father's  side. 
Nevermore  to  suffer, 

Nevermore  to  die, 
Jesus,  King  of  glory, 

Has  gone  up  on  high. — Refrain 

3  Praying  for  his  children 

In  tbat  blessed  place, 
Calling  them  to  glory, 
Sending  them  his  grace, 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  7 

His  bright  home  preparing, 

Faithful  ones,  for  you, — 
Jesus  ever  liveth, 

Ever  loveth  too.— Refrain. 

£  No  Other  Name.  C.  M. 

1  No  other  name  hut  thine,  O  Lord, 

Can  save  a  dying  soul, 
And  yet  to  plead  that  name  in  faith 
Would  make  the  vilest  whole. 
Refrain. — No  other  name  such  hope  can  bring, 
Or  heavenly  rest  impart ; 
No  other  name  such  balm  can  give 
To  soothe  a  breaking  heart. 

2  Thy  name  oh  how  I  love  to  breathe 

In  softly  whispered  tone, 
When  in  my  closet,  closed  and  still, 
I  talk  with  thee  alone ! — Kef. 

3  I  feel,  I  know,  thou  hearest  prayer 

And.  answ'rest  my  request, 
Bestowing  what  thy  love  decides 
The  wisest  and  the  best. — Eef. 

4  And  when  I  reach  thy  dear  abode, 

And  all  its  joys  are  mine, 
No  other  name  shall  be  my  song — 
No  other  name  but  thine. — Eef. 

5  Praise  to  Thee.  8s  &  7* 

1  Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator ! 

Praise  be  thine  from  every  tongue ; 
Join,  my  soul,  with  every  creature, 

Join  the  universal  song. 
Father,  source  of  all  compassion, 

Pure,  unbounded  grace  is  thine ; 
Hail  the  God  of  our  salvation, 

Praise  him  for  his  love  divine. 


8  SAbBAi>H-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

2  For  ten  thousand  blessings  given, 

For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 
Sound  his  praise  through  earth  and  heaven, 

Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high. 
Joyfully  on  earth  adore  him, 

Till  in  heaven  our  song  we  raise ; 
Then,  enraptured,  fall  before  him, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love  and  praise. 

g  Shout  the  Glad  Tidings. 

1  Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing; 
Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  King. 
Zion,  the  marvelous  story  be  telling, 

The  Son  of  the  Highest,  how  lowly  his  birth ; 
The  brightest  archangel  in  glory  excelling, 
He  stoops  to  redeem  thee,  he  reigns   upon 
earth. 
Rkf. — Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing; 
Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  King. 

2  Tell  how  he  cometh  ;  from  nation  to  nation. 

The  heart-cheering  news  let  the  earth  echo 
round ; 
How  free  to  the  faithful  he  offers  salvation ! 
How  his  people  with   joy   everlasting  are 
crowned ! 
Rkf. — Shout  the  glad  tidings,  etc. 

3  Mortals,  your  homage  be  gratefully  bringing. 

And  sweet  let  the  gladsome  hosanna  arise ; 
Ye  angels,  the  full  hallelujah  be  singing; 
One  chorus  resound  through  the  earth  and 
the  skies. 

Final  Ref. — Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly 

sing ; 
Jerusalem    triumphs,    Messiah    is 

King. 
Messiah  is  King,  Messiah  is  King. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS.  h 

Coronation.  C.  M. 

1  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name ! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all ! 

2  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 
Go  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all ! 

3  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all ! 

4  Oh  that,  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall ! 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all ! 


g  Missionary  Chant.  L.  M. 

1  Around  the  Saviour's  lofty  throne, 

Ten  thousand  times  ten  thousand  sing ; 
They  worship  hirn  as  God  alone, 
And  crown  him — everlasting  King. 

2  Approach,  ye  saints  !  this  God  is  yours ; 

'Tis  Jesus  fills  the  throne  above : 

Ye  cannot  want  while  God  endures ; 

Ye  cannot  fail  while  God  is  love. 

3  Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King  ! 

To  thee  the  praise  of  heaven  belongs ; 
Yet  smile  on  us,  who  fain  would  bring 
The  tribute  of  our  humble  songs. 


10  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

4  Though  sin  defile  our  worship  here, 
We  hope  ere  long  thy  face  to  view ; 
And  when  our  souls  in  heaven  appear, 
We'll  praise  thy  name  as  angels  do. 

9  Worthy  the  Lamb. 

1  Hark  !  from  the  mansions  of  glory  the  song, 

"Worthy  the  Lamb  that  was  slain  !" 
Thousands  of  angels  the  anthem  prolong, 

Worthy  the  Lamb  that  was  slain  ! 
Loud  as  the  thunder's  re-echoing  roar, 
Loud  as  the  billows  that  dash  on  the  shore, 
Sweet  as  the  notes  which  the  glad  harpers  pour, 

Worthy  the  Lamb  that  was  slain  ! 

2  We  here  on  earth  would  assist  in  the  strain, 

Worthy  the  Land)  that  was  slain  ! 
We  would  take  up  the  glad  anthem  again, 

Worthy  the  Land)  that  was  slain  ! 
He  hath  redeemed  us  from  sin  and  from  woe, 
Taught  us  his  mercy  and  glory  to  know  : 
Ever  his  rapturous  praise  we  would  show, 

Worthy  the  Lamb  that  was  slain  ! 

3  Soon  shall  we  shout  by  the  side  of  the  King, 

Worthy  the  Lamb  that  was  slain  ! 
Soon  with  the  angels  his  praise  we  shall  sing, 

Worthy  the  Lamb  that  was  slain  ! 
Soon  in  his  glory  and  pow'r  he  shall  come, 
Soon  shall  he  gather  his  ransomed  ones  home  ; 
Then  shall  we  shout,  as  we  sit  on  his  throne, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  was  slain !" 

JO  Saviour,  Blessed  Saviour.  6s&5s. 

1  Saviour,  blessed  Saviour, 
Listen  whilst  we  sing, 
Hearts  and  voices  raising 
Praises  to  our  King. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  11 

All  we  have  we  offer, 

All  we  hope  to  be, 
Body,  soul  and  spirit, 

All  we  yield  to  thee. 

Befkain. — Saviour,  blessed  Saviour, 
Listen  whilst  we  sing, 
Hearts  and  voices  raising 
Praises  to  our  King. 

2  Nearer,  ever  nearer, 

Christ,  we  draw  to  thee, 
Deep  in  adoration 

Bending  low  the  knee  : 
Thou  for  our  redemption 

Cam'st  on  earth  to  die ; 
Thou,  that  we  might  follow, 

Hast  gone  up  on  high. — Bef. 

3  Great  and  ever  greater 

Are  thy  mercies  here, 
True  and  everlasting 

Are  the  glories  there, 
Where  no  pain  or  sorrow, 

Toil  or  care,  is  known, 
Where  the  angel-legions 

Circle  round  thy  throne. — Bef. 

Hark!  the  Notes  of  Angels.     8s&7s. 

Hakk  !  the  notes  of  angels  singing, 

"  Glory,  glory  to  the  Lamb !" 
All  in  heav'n  their  tribute  bringing, 

Praising  high  the  Saviour's  name. 
See !  the  angelic  hosts  have  crowned  him ; 

Jesus  fills  the  throne  on  high ; 
Countless  myriads,  hovering  round  him, 

With  his  praises  rend  the  sky. 


12  fcABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMN8. 

2  Filled  with  holy  emulation, 

Let  us  vie  with  those  above ; 
Sweet  the  theme — a  free  salvation, 

Fruit  of  everlasting  love. 
Endless  life  in  him  possessing, 

Let  us  praise  his  precious  name; 
Glory,  honor,  power  and  blessing, 

Be  for  ever  to  the  Lamb. 

|2  Zion,  thy  King  Behold! 

1  God  of  eternal  truth, 
Joyful  we  praise  thee; 
Thou  hast  delivered  us, 

Thou  art  our  King  ; 
Oh,  let  the  anthem  roll 
Sweetly  on,  from  pole  to  pole, 
Till  every  living  soul 
Praise  to  thee  shall  sing. 
Refrain.— Zion,  thy  King  behold  ! 
Rise  in  thy  beauty ; 
Sing  !  for  the  night  is  past; 
Thy  light  has  come. 

2  Through  thy  victorious  arm 
Thy  foes  are  captive ; 
Death  and  the  hosts  of  sin 

Conquered  for  aye ; 
Now  on  thy  Father's  throne, 
Risen  Saviour,  God  alone, 
Earth  shall  thy  sceptre  own, 

Thy  unbounded  sway. — Ref. 

3  Swell  your  triumphant  songs, 
Angels  in  glory ! 

There  let  your  golden  harps 

Ring  evermore ; 
From  Eden's  lovely  plain, 
Where  immortal  pleasures  reign. 
Hail  him  who  lives  again, 

Praise  him  and  adore. — Ref. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  13 

13  C.  M. 

Come,  let  us  Join  our  Cheerful  Songs. 

1  Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 

With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

Kef. — Let  us  join,  angels'  songs, 

While  they  sing  round  the  throne ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  "  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,"  they  cry, 

"  To  be  exalted  thus  ;" 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply, 
"  For  he  was  slain  for  us.'' 

Kef. — Let  us  join,  etc. 

i  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 
Honor  and  power  divine  ; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

Kef. — Let  us  join,  etc, 

14  Holy,  Holy,  Holy ! 

1  Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord  God  Almighty  ! 

Early  in  the  morning  our  song  shall  rise  t6 
thee; 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  merciful  and  mighty, 
God  in  three  Persons,  blessed  Trinity  ! 

2  Holy,  holy,  holy  !  all  the  saints  adore  thee, 

Casting  down  their  golden   crowns  around 

the  glassy  sea ; 
Cherubim  and  seraphim  falling  down  before 

thee, 
Which  wert,  and  art,  and  evermore  shalt  be. 


14  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

3  Holy,  holy,  holy,  though  the  darkness  hide  thee, 

Though  the  eye  of  siuful  man  thy  glory  may 
not  see ; 
Only  thou  art  holy ;  there  is  none  beside  thee, 
Perfect  in  power,  in  love  and  purity. 

4  Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord  God  Almighty! 

All  thy  works  shall  praise  thy  name,  in  earth 
and  sky  and  sea; 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  merciful  and  mighty, 
God  in  three  Persons,  blessed  Trinity ! 

15  To  God  be  the  Glory. 

1  To  God  be  the  glory  !  great  things  he  hath  done : 
So  loved  he  the  world  that  he  gave  us  his  Son, 
Who  yielded  his  life  an  atonement  for  sin, 
And  opened  the  life-gate  that  all  may  go  in. 

Refkain. — Praise  the  Lord,  praise  the  Lord, 
Let  the  earth  hear  his  voice  ; 
Praise  the  Lord,  praise  the  Lord, 
Let  the  people  rejoice. 
Oh,  come  to  the  Father  thro'  Jesus  the  Son. 
And  give  him  the  glory:  great  things  he 
Jiath  done. 

2  Oh,  perfect  redemption,  the  purchase  of  blood, 
To  every  believer  the  promise  of  God! 

The  vilest  offender  who  truly  believes, 
That  moment  from  Jesus  a  pardon  receives. 

Refrain.— Praise  the  Lord,  etc. 

3  Great  things  he  hath  taught  us,  great  things 

he  hath  done, 
And  great  our  rejoicings  through  Jesus  theSon; 
But  purer  and  higher  and  greater  will  be 
Our  wonder,  our  transport,  when  Jesus  we  see. 
Refrain.— Praise  the  Lord,  etc. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  15 

10  Awake,  and  Sing. 

1  The  Lord  is  in  his  holy  temple ; 

Wide  as  the  world  its  portals  stand, 
To  gather  home  his  holy  people, 
From  every  age,  from  every  land. 

Refrain. — Awake,  and  sing  the  song  of  triumph ! 
O  ransomed  of  the  Lord,  awake  ! 
Come    throng  his   gates  with    glad 

thanksgiving, 
While  earth  and  heaven  their  silence 
break. 

2  His  star  of  promise  shines  above  thee, 

And  lights  thee  to  his  temple  gates ; 
And  then,  to  greet  thy  glad  home-coming, 
The  King  of  heaven  in  patience  waits. 
Eefrain. — Awake,  and  sing,  etc, 

3  Come  home,  come  home  !  The  Father  calls  thee. 

And  Christ  the  Shepherd  bids  thee  come ; 
The  tender  lambs  his  arm  shall  gather, 
His  love  their  light,  his  heart  their  home. 
Eefrain. — Awake,  and  sing,  etc. 

1*7  Sing  Aloud.     (Anthem.) 

1      Sing  aloud,  sing  aloud  \ 

Sing  to  the  praise  of  Christ  our  Lord ; 
Sing  aloud,  sing  aloud  ! 

Sing  ye  the  triumph  of  his  word. 
Praise  the  Lord,  praise  the  Lord ! 

Now  let  the  earth  his  love  proclaim. 
Praise  the  Lord,  praise  the  Lord ! 

Come,  with  a  song  adore  his  name. 
Sing  aloud,  sing  aloud  ! 

Sing  to  the  praise  of  Christ  our  Lord. 
Sing  aloud,  sing  aloud ! 

Sing  ye  the  triumph  of  his  word. 


16  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

All  our  days  he  like  a  shepherd  feedeth  us ! 
With  his  hand  how  tenderly  he  leadeth  us ! 
Where  cool  streams  the  peaceful  vale  are  gliding 

through, 
We  shall  dwell,  shall  dwell  for  evermore. 
Sing  aloud,  sing  aloud  ! 

Sing  to  the  praise  of  Christ  our  Lord. 
Sing  aloud,  sing  aloud  ! 

Sing  ye  the  triumph  of  his  word.    Amen. 

Jg         Hallelujah,  Praise  the  Lord. 

1  Hallelujah,  praise  the  Lord  ! 

Sing  Messiah's  glory; 
Heaven  and  earth,  with  one  accord, 

Shout  the  wondrous  story ; 
Praise  him  for  his  mighty  deeds; 
Praise  ye  Him  whose  grace  exceeds 
All  that  heaven  in  song  concedes; 

Worlds  of  bliss,  his  praise  record. 

2  Praise  him  with  the  trumpet's  tongue, 

Far  and  wide  resounding; 
Praise  him  with  the  harp  well  strung, 

While  your  hearts  are  bounding ; 
Praise  him  with  the  sweet-toned  lyre; 
Let  his  praise  the  lute  inspire ; 
Praise  him  in  a  mighty  choir; 

Let  his  praise  be  loudly  sung. 

|9  Christ  my  Lord. 

1  O  thou  unseen  but  present  Christ, 
My  loved  and  loving  Lord, 
Thoii  art  the  Friend  above  all  friends 
Within  my  heart  adored. 

Befkain—  Praises  high,  and  praises  holyf 
Loud  and  long  I  sing. 
Hallelujah,  hallelujah, 
Unto  Christ  my  King. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  17 

2  Thou  art  the  source  of  all  the  life 

That  in  my  life  I  see ; 
The  fountain  of  my  faith  and  hope, 
My  springy  are  all  in  thee. — Ref. 

3  Thou  art  the  pearl  of  greatest  price, 

My  truest,  noblest  wealth  ; 
Thou  the  indwelling  quickener, 
My  soul's  eternal  health. — Ref. 

4  Thou  art  my  succor  in  distress 

My  guard,  behind,  before ; 
My  shield  from  fiery  darts  of  sin, 
My  help  for  evermore. — Ref. 

5  Whom  have  I,  Lord,  in  heav'n  but  thee? 

And  who  on  earth  beside  ? 
Within  thy  heart  thou  boldest  me  ; 
In  mine  thou  dost  abide. — Ref. 

20  8s  &  76. 

Lord,  thy  Glory  Fills  the  Heaven. 

1  Loed,  thy  glory  fills  the  heaven ; 

Earth  is  with  its  fullness  stored ; 
Unto  thee  be  glory  given, 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 
Heav'n  is  still  with  anthems  ringing; 

Earth  takes  up  the  angels'  cry  ; 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  singing, 

Lord  of  hosts,  thou  Lord  most  high ! 

2  Ever  thus  in  God's  high  praises, 

Brethren,  let  our  tongues  unite, 
While  our  thoughts  his  greatness  raises 

And  our  love  his  gifts  excite ; 
With  his  seraph  train  before  him, 

With  his  holy  Church  below, 
Thus  unite  we  to  adore  him, 

Bid  we  thus  our  anthem  flow. 


18  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

3  Lord,  thy  glory  fills  the  heaven, 

Earth  is  with  its  fullness  stored ; 
Unto  thee  be  glory  given, 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord ! 
Thus,  thy  glorious  day  confessing, 

We  adopt  the  angels'  cry, 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  blessing 

Thee,  the  Lord  our  God  most  high! 

21  Exaltation. 

1  Haek  !  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 

Sound  the  note  of  praise  above ; 
Jesus  reigns,  and  heaven  rejoices; 

Jesus  reigns,  the  God  of  love : 
See,  he  sits  on  yonder  throne ; 
Jesus  rules  the  world  alone. 
Hallelujah,  hallelujah,  hallelujah,  Amen. 

2  King  of  glory  !  reign  for  ever; 

Thine  an  everlasting  crown  ; 
Nothing,  from  thy  love,  shall  sever 

Those  whom  thou  hast  made  thine  own ; 
Happy  objects  of  thy  grace, 
Destined  to  behold  thy  face. 

3  Saviour!  hasten  thine  appearing; 

Bring,  oh,  bring  the  glorious  day 
When,  the  awful  summons  hearing, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away  ; 
Then,  with  golden  barns,  we'll  sing, 
"  Glory,  glory  to  our  King !" 

22  Mornington.  S.  II 

1  Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul, 
Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name 
Whose  favors  are  divine. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  19 

2  Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul, 

>«  or  let  his  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulness, 
And  without  praises  die. 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  sins, 

'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain, 
'Tis  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

When  ransomed  from  the  grave  ; 
He  that  redeemed  my  soul  from  hell 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 

Nettleton.  8s  A  7& 

1  Hail,  my  ever-blessed  Jesus  ! 

Only  thee  I  wish  to  sing ; 
To  my  soul  thy  name  is  precious, 

Thou  my  Prophet,  Priest  and  King: 
Oh,  what  mercy  flows  from  heaven  ! 

Oh,  what  joy  and  happiness ! 
Love  I  much?  I've  much  forgiven; 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

2  Once  with  Adam's  race  in  ruin, 

Unconcerned  in  sin,  I  lay  ; 
Swift  destruction  still  pursuing, 

Till  my  Saviour  passed  by : 
Witness,  all  ye  host  of  heaven ! 

My  Redeemer's  tenderness ; 
Love  I  much  ?  I've  much  forgiven ; 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

3  Shout,  ye  bright  angelic  choir ! 

Praise  the  Lamb  enthroned  above ; 
Whilst,  astonished,  I  admire 

God's  free  grace  and  boundless  love ; 


20  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMN'S. 

That  blest  moment  I  received  him 
Filled  my  soul  with  joy  and  peace; 

Love  I  much  ?  I've  much  forgiven , 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

24  Silver  Street. 

1  Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 

And  hymns  of  glory  sing  ; 
Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  formed  the  deeps  unknown  ; 

He  gave  the  seas  their  bound  : 
The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne  ; 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  : 
We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own ; 
He  formed  us  by  his  word 

25  God  Eternal,  Lord  of  All. 

1  God  eternal,  Lord  of  all, 
Lowly  at  thy  feet  we  fall  : 

All  the  world  doth  worship  thee: 
We  amidst  the  throng  would  be. 
All  the  holy  angels  cry. 
Hail,  thrice  holy  God  most  high  ! 
Lord  of  all  the  heav'nly  powers, 
Be  the  same  loud  anthem  ours. 

2  Glorified  apostles  raise, 

Night  and  day,  continual  praise ; 
Hast  thou  not  a  mission  too 
For  thy  children  here  to  do? 
With  the  prophets'  goodly  line 
We  in  mystic  bond  combine; 


SABBATH  SCHOOL   HYMNS.  21 

For  thou  hast  to  bahes  revealed 
Things  that  to  the  wise  were  sealed. 

3  Martyrs,  in  a  noble  host, 

Of  thy  cross  are  heard  to  boast ; 
Since  so  bright  the  crown  they  wear, 
We  with  them  thy  cross  would  bear. 
All  thy  Church,  in  heaven  and  earth, 
Jesus/hail  thy  spotless  birth : 
Seated  on  the  judgment-throne, 
Number  us  among  thine  own. 

26  De  Fleury.  8a. 

1  Ye  angels  who  stand  round  the  throne 

And  view  my  Immanuel's  face, 
In  rapturous  songs  make  him  known. 

Tune  all  your  soft  harps  to  his  praise: 
He  formed  you  the  spirits  you  are, 

So  happy,  so  noble,  so  good ; 
When  others  sunk  down  in  despair, 

Confirmed  by  his  power,  you  stood. 

2  Ye  saints  who  stand  nearer  than  they, 

And  cast  your  bright  crowns  at  his  feet, 
His  grace  and  his  glory  display, 

And  all  his  rich  mercy  repeat : 
He  snatched  you  from  hell  and  the  grave. 

He  ransomed  from  death  and  despair ; 
For  you  he  was  mighty  to  save, 

Almighty  to  bring  you  safe  there. 

3  Oh,  when  will  the  period  appear 

When  I  shall  unite  in  your  song  ? 
I'm  weary  of  lingering  here, 

And  I  to  your  Saviour  belong  ; 
I  want,  oh,  I  want  to  be  there, 

Where  sorrow  and  sin  bid  adieu, 
Your  joy  and  your  friendship  to  share, 

To  wonder  and  worship  with  you. 


Tl  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

27  Heber.  G  M. 

1  How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 

In  a  believer's  ear ! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

It  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 
>Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary,  rest. 

3  Jesus,  my  Shepherd,  Guardian.  Friend, 

My  Prophet,  Priest  and  King, 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

28  Tucker.  S.  K. 

1  I  bless  the  Christ  of  God ; 

I  rest  on  love  divine ; 
And  with  unfaltering  lip  and  heart 
I  call  this  Saviour  mine. 

2  His  cross  dispels  each  doubt ; 

I  bmy  in  his  tomb 
Each  thought  of  unbelief  and  fear, 
Each  lingering  shade  of  gloom. 

3  I  praise  the  God  of  grace ; 

I  trust  his  truth  ;m<l  might ; 

He  calls  me  his,  I  call  him  mine, 

My  God,  my  joy,  my  light. 

4  Tis  he  who  saveth  me, 

And  freely  pardon  gives ; 
I  love  because  he  loveth  me, 
I  live  because  he  lives. 

5  My  life  with  him  is  hid, 

My  death  has  passed  away. 
My  clouds  have  melted  into  light, 
My  midnight  into  day. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  23 

29  Park  Street.  L.  M. 

1  Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 

His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head ; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  riae 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song, 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

4  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns, 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains, 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

5  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen. 

30  Glory  to  our  King. 

1  Endless  praises,  endless  praises 

To  our  Lord ! 
Ever  be  ||:  his  name  adored.  :|| 
Soli. — Glory,  glory  to  our  King ! 
Kef. — Glory,  glory  to  our  King  ! 
Angels  singing,  I  Glad  harps  ringing, 

"  Crown  the  Lamb,"  |      Sound  his  fame: 
He  is  worthy,  praise  his  name  ! 

2  Angels,  crown  him,  angels,  crown  him, 

Crown  the  Lamb ! 
He  is  worthy,  praise  his  name, 
Oh,  praise  his  name  I 
Bef. — Glory,  glory,  etc. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMN8. 

3  Saints,  adore  him,  saints,  adore  him, 

Sound  his  fame : 
You  he  saves  ||:  from  endless  shame.  :| 
Eef. — Glory,  glory,  etc. 

4  Saints  and  angels,  saints  and  angels, 

Jointly  sing, 
Glory  to  jj:th' almighty  King.  :|| 
Kef. — Glory,  glory,  etc. 


31  Ariel.  C.  P.  Ml 

1  Oh,  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
Oh,  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth, 

Which  in  my  Saviour  shine, 
I'd  soar  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel,  while  he  sings, 

In  notes  almost  divine. 

2  I'd  sing  the  precious  blood  he  spilt, 
My  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt 

Of  sin  and  wrath  divine  ; 
I'd  sing  his  glorious  righteousness, 
In  which  all -perfect,  glorious  dress 

My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 

3  I'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  throne; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would  to  everlasting  days 

Make  all  his  glories  known. 

€  Well,  the  delightful  day  will  come 
When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home, 

And  I  shall  see  his  face  : 
Then,  with  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  I'll  spend, 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  25 

32  Aurelia.   .■  7s&6s. 

1  Lord  of  the  vast  creation, 

Support  of  worlds  unknown, 
Desire  of  every  nation, 

Behold  us  at  thy  throne; 
We  come  for  mercy  crying 

Through  thine  atoning  blood, 
And,  on  thy  grace  relying, 

We  seek  each  promised  good. 

2  Oh,  when  shall  thy  salvation 

Be  known  through  every  land, 
And  men,  in  every  station, 

Obey  thy  great  command  ? 
In  God's  own  Son  believing, 

From  sin  may  they  be  free, 
And,  gospel-grace  receiving, 

Find  life  and  peace  in  thee. 

33  Around  the  Throne. 

1  Around  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven 

Thousands  of  children  stand, 
Children  whose  sins  are  all  forgiven, 
A  holy,  happy  band, 
Kefeaix. — Singing  glory,  glory, 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high ! 

2  In  flowing  robes  of  spotless  white 

See  every  one  arrayed, 
Dwelling  in  everlasting  light, 
And  joys  that  never  fade. — Bef. 

3  What  brought  them  to  that  world  above, 

That  heaven  so  bright  and  fair, 
Where  all  is  peace  and  joy  and  love  ?— 
How  came  those  children  there  ? — Bef, 

4  Because  the  Saviour  shed  his  blood 

To  wash  away  their  sin  : 


26  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

Bathed  in  that  pure  and  precious  flood,' 
Behold  them  white  and  clean. — Rep. 
5  On  earth  they  sought  the  Saviour's  grace, 
On  earth  they  loved  his  name  ; 

So  now  they  see  his  blessed  face, 
And  stand  before  the  Lamb. — Ref. 

34  Old  Hundred.  L.  M. 

1  From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore 
Till  suns  shall  set  and  rise  no  more. 

35  We  Praise  Thee,  O  God. 

1  We  praise  thee,  O  God  ! 

For  the  Son  of  thy  love — 
For  Jesus  who  died. 
And  is  now  gone  above. 
Refrain.— Hallelujah  !  thine  the  glory, 
Hallelujah  !  Amen. 
Hallelujah  !  thine  the  glory, 
Revive  us  again. 

2  We  praise  thee,  O  God  ! 

For  thy  Spirit  of  light, 
Who  has  shown  us  our  Saviour 
And  scattered  our  night. 
Ref.— Hallelujah,  etc. 

3  All  glory  and  praise 

To  the  Lamb  that  was  slain, 
Who  has  borne  all  our  sins, 
And  has  cleansed  every  stain. 
Ref.— Hallelujah,  etc. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  27 

36  Boylston.  S.  m. 

1  My  soul,  repeat  His  praise 

Whose  mercies  are  so  great ; 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 

Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

3  His  power  subdues  our  sins, 

And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

37  Italian  Hymn.  6s  &  4a 

1  Come,  thou  almighty  King, 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 

Help  us  to  praise ; 
Father  all-glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 

Ancient  of  days! 

2  Come,  thou  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword, 

Our  prayer  attend ; 
Come,  and  thy  people  bless, 
And  give  thy  word  success : 
Spirit  of  holiness, 

On  us  descend ! 

3  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear 

In  this  glad  hour ; 
Thou  who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  every  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  power ! 


28  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

4  To  the  great  One  in  Three, 
The  highest  praises  he 

Hence,  evermore ; 
His  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 
Love  and  adore. 

38  Arlington.  C  M. 

1  This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made, 

He  calls  the  hours  his  own  ; 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  he  glad, 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2  To-day  he  rose  and  left  the  dead, 

And  Satan's  empire  fell ; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumph  spread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hosanna  to  th'  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son; 
Help  us,  O  Lord  !  descend  and  hring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Blest  he  the  Lord  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace, 
Who  comes  in  God  his  Father's  name 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 

The  Church  on  earth  can  raise; 
The  highest  heavens  in  which  he  reigns 
Shali  give  him  nobler  praise. 

39  Italian  Hymn.  6s  &  4a. 
1  Glory  to  God  on  high! 

Let  praises  fill  the  sky ; 

Praise  ye  his  name  ; 
Angels,  His  name  adore 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bore, 
And,  saints,  cry  evermore, 

'•  Worthy  the  Lamb  !" 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  19 

2  All  they  around  the  throne 
Cheerfully  join  in  one, 

Praising  his  name ; 
We  who  have  felt  his  blood 
Sealing  our  peace  with  God, 
Spread  his  dear  fame  abroad  : 

"Worthy  the  Lamb !" 

3  To  him  our  hearts  we  raise ; 
None  else  shall  have  our  praise ; 

Praise  ye  his  name  ; 
Him,  our  exalted  Lord, 
By  us  below  adored, 
We  praise  with  one  accord : 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb  !" 

40  Wilmot.  8s  &  7s. 

1  One  there  is  above  all  others 

Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend; 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly,  free  and  knows  no  end. 

2  Which  of  all  our  friends  to  save  us 

Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood? 
But  our  Saviour  died  to  have  us 
Eeconciled  in  him  to  God. 

3  When  he  lived  on  earth,  abased, 

Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name ; 
Now,  above  all  glory  raised, 
He  rejoices  in  the  same. 

4  Oh,  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften ! 

Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love ; 
We,  alas !  forget  too  often 
What  a  Friend  we  have  above. 

41  Go  and  Tell  Jesus.  10s. 
1  Go  and  tell  Jesus,  weary,  sinsick  soul ! 

He'll   ease   thee   of  thy   burden,   make   thee 
whole ; 


30  SABBATH-SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

Look  up  to  him,  he  only  can  forgive  ; 
Believe  on  him,  and  thou  shalt  surely  live. 

Ref. — Go  and  tell  Jesus,  he  only  can  forgive  ; 

Go  and  tell  Jesus,  oh,  turn  to  him  and  live. 
Go  and  tell  Jesus,  go  and  tell  Jesus, 
Go  and  tell  Jesus,  he  only  can  forgive. 

2  Go  and  tell  Jesus  when  your  sins  arise 

Like  mountains  of  dark  guilt  before  your  eyes; 
His  blood  was  spilt,  his  precious  life  he  gave, 
That  mercy,  peace  and  pardon  you  should  have. 
Kef. — Go  and  tell  Jesus,  etc. 

3  Go  and  tell  Jesus :  he'll  dispel  thy  fears ; 
Will  calm  thy  doubts  and  wipe  away  thy  tears, 
Will  take  thee  in  his  arms,  and  on  his  breast 
Thou  mayst  be  happy,  and  for  ever  rest. 

Ref. — Go  and  tell  Jesus,  etc. 


42        O  E>av  of  Rest  and  Gladness.    7s  &  6a, 

1  O  day  of  rest  and  gladness, 

O  day  of  joy  and  light, 
O  balm  of  care  and  sadness, 

Most  beautiful,  most  bright] 
On  thee  the  high  and  lowly 

Before  tli'  eternal  throne 
Sing,  Holy,  Holy,  Holy. 

To  God  the  Three  in  One. 

2  On  thee  at  the  creation 

The  light  first  had  its  birth; 
On  thee  for  our  salvation 

Christ  rose  from  depths  of  earth; 
On  thee  our  Lord  victorious 

The  Spirit  sent  from  heaven ; 
And  thus  on  thee  most  glorious 

A  triple  light  was  given. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HXMNS.  31 

3  Thou  art  a  cooling  fountain 

In  life's  dry,  dreary  sand ; 
From  thee,  like  Pisgah's  mountain, 

We  view  our  promised  land  ; 
A  day  of  sweet  refection, 

A  day  of  holy  love, 
A  day  of  resurrection 

From  earth  to  things  above. 

4  To-day  on  weary  nations 

The  heavenly  manna  falls ; 
To  holy  convocations 

The  silver  trumpet  calls, 
Where  gospel-light  is  glowing 

With  pure  and  radiant  beams, 
And  living  water  flowing 

With  soul-refreshing  streams. 

5  New  graces  ever  gaining 

From  this  our  day  of  rest, 
We  reach  the  rest  remaining 

To  spirits  of  the  blest. 
To  Holy  Ghost  be  praises, 

To  Father  and  to  Son ; 
The  Church  her  voice  upraises 

To  thee,  blest  Three  in  One ! 

43  Jesus  is  Mighty  to  Save. 

1  All  glory  to  Jesus  be  given 

That  life  and  salvation  are  free ; 
And  all  may  be  washed  and  forgiven, 
And  Jesus  can  save  even  me. 
Ref. — Yes,  Jesus  is  mighty  to  save, 

And  all  his  salvation  may  know; 
On  his  bosom  I  lean, 
And  his  blood  makes  me  clean, 
For  his  blood  can  wash  whiter  than  snow. 

2  From  the  darkness  of  sin  and  despair, 

Out  into  the  light  of  his  love, 


32  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

He  has  brought  me  and  made  me  an  heir 
To  kingdoms  and  mansions  above. 
Ref. — Yes,  Jesus  is  mighty,  etc. 

3  Oh,  the  rapturous  heights  of  his  love, 

The  measureless  depths  of  his  grace! 
My  soul  all  his  fullness  would  prove, 
And  live  in  his  loving  embrace. 
Ref. — Yes,  Jesus  is  mighty,  etc. 

4  In  him  all  my  wants  are  supplied, 

His  love  makes  my  heaven  below, 
\nd  freely  his  blood  is  applied. 
His  blood  that  makes  whiter  than  snow. 
Ref. — Yes,  Jesus  is  mighty,  etc. 

44  Jesus,  Tender  Saviour. 

1  Jesus,  tender  Saviour,  hast  thou  died  for  me  ? 
Make  me  very  thankful  in  my  heart  to  thee; 
When  the  sad,  sad  story  of  thy  grief  I  read, 
Make  me  very  sorry  for  my  sins  indeed. 

2  Now  I  know  thou  lovest  and  dost  plead  for  me, 
Make  me  very  thankful  in  my  prayers  to  thee; 
Soon  I  hope  in  glory  at  thy  side  to  stand  : 
Make  me  fit  to  meet  thee  in  that  happy  land. 

45  God  is  my  Strong  Salvation.     ?s  &  6s 

1  God  is  my  strong  salvation  : 

What  foe  have  I  to  fear  '.' 
In  darkness  and  temptation 

My  Light,  my  Help,  is  near. 
Though  hosts  encamp  around  me, 

Firm  to  the  fight  I  stand  : 
What  terror  can  confound  me 

With  God  at  my  right  hand? 

2  Place  on  the  Lord  reliance: 

My  soul,  with  courage  wait; 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMX8.  33 

His  truth  be  thine  affiance 

When  faint  and  desolate. 
His  might  thy  heart  shall  strengthen, 

His  love  thy  joy  increase; 
Mercy  thy  days  shall  lengthen : 

The  Lord  will  give  thee  peace. 

46  Though  in  Darkness.  88  A  7» 

1  Do  not  faint  when  tribulation 

Darkens,  like  a  cloud,  thy  sky — 
When  the  storms  of  desolation 
On  thee  beat  and  o'er  thee  fly. 

Refrain. — Though  in  darkness,  God  will  never 
Cease  to  love,  or  thee  forsake ; 
In  thy  sorrow  he  will  ever 
Be  thy  stay  for  Jesus'  sake. 

2  Should  thy  way  be  rough  and  dreary, 

With  a  gloomy  shade  o'ercast, 
Should  thy  feet  be  sore  and  weary, 
Thou  shalt  reach  thy  home  at  last. — Kef. 

3  Onward  press,  amid  thy  sadness, 

Till  thy  toils  and  cares  are  o'er : 
All  thy  grief  shall  turn  to  gladness 
On  the  fair  celestial  shore. — Kef. 

47  The  Rock  that  is  Higher.  l,  m, 

1  Oh,  sometimes  the  shadows  are  deep, 
And  rough  seems  the  path  to  the  goal ; 
And  sorrows,  sometimes  how  they  sweep 
Like  tempests  down  over  the  soul ! 

Ref. — Oh,  then,  to  the  Kock  let  me  flv,  let  m-3 
fly- 
To  the  Kock  that  is  higher  than  I; 
Oh,  then,  to  the  Kock  let  me  fly,  let  nw 
fly- 
To  the  Kock  that  is  higher  than  I. 


84  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

2  Oh,  sometimes  how  long  seems  the  day, 

And  sometimes  how  weary  my  feet ! 
But,  toiling  in  life's  dusty  way, 

The  Rock's  blessed  shadow  how  sweet! 
Ref.—  Oh,  then,  to  the  Rock,  etc. 

3  Oh,  near  to  the  Rock  let  me  keep, 

If  blessings  or  sorrows  prevail, 
Or  climbing  the  mountain-way  steep, 
Or  walking  the  shadowy  vale. 
Ref. — Then,  quick  to  the  Rock,  etc 

48  I'm  a  Pilgrim. 

1  I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger; 

I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  hut  a  night. 
Do  not  detain  me,  for  I  am  going 
To  where  the  fountains  are  ever  flowing. 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  etc. 

2  There  the  sunbeams  are  ever  shining: 

I  am  longing,  I  am  longing  for  the  sight. 
Within  a  country  unknown  and  dreary 
I  have  been  wandering  forlorn  and  weary. 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  etc. 

3  Of  that  country  to  which  I'm  going 

My  Redeemer,  my  Redeemer  is  the  Light; 
There  are  no  sorrows,  nor  any  sighing, 
Nor  any  sin  there,  nor  any  dying. 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  etc. 

49  Close  to  Thee.  8s  &  7a 
1  Thou  my  everlasting  portion, 

More  than  friend  or  life  tome, 
All  alone  my  pilgrim  journey. 
Saviour,  let  me  walk  with  thee. 
Refrain. — Close  to  thee,  close  to  thee, 

Close  to  thee,  close  to  thee  ! 
All  along  my  pilgrim  journey, 
Saviour,  let  me  walk  with  thee. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  35 

2  Not  for  ease  or  worldly  pleasure, 

Nor  for  fame,  my  prayer  shall  be  ; 
Gladly  will  I  toil  and  suffer  : 
Only  let  me  walk  with.  thee. 
Eef. — Close  to  thee,  close  to  thee, 
Close  to  thee,  close  to  thee, 
Gladly  will  I  toil  and  suffer : 
Only  let  me  walk  with  thee. 

3  Lead  me  through  the  vale  of  shadows, 

Bear  me  o'er  life's  fitful  sea ; 
Then  the  gate  of  life  eternal 
May  I  enter,  Lord,  with  thee. 
Eef. — Close  to  thee,  close  to  thee, 
Close  to  thee,  close  to  thee, 
Then  the  gate  of  life  eternal 
May  I  enter,  Lord,  with  thee. 

50  Never  Alone. 

1  Far  out  on  the  desolate  billow 

The  sailor  sails  the  sea, 
Alone  with  the  night  and  the  tempest, 
Where  countless  dangers  be ; 
Eefrain. — Yet  never  alone  is  the  Christian 
Who  lives  by  faith  and  prayer ; 
For  God  is  a  Friend  unfailing, 
And  God  is  everywhere. 

2  Far  down  in  the  earth's  dark  bosom 

The  miner  mines  the  ore ; 
Death  lurks  in  the  dark  behind  him, 
And  hides  in  the  rock  before ; 
Eef. — Yet  never  alone,  etc. 

3  Forth  into  the  dreadful  battle 

The  steadfast  soldier  goes, 
No  friend,  when  he  lies  a-dying, 
His  eyes  to  kiss  and  close ; 
Eef. — Yet  never  alone,  «tc. 


36  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

4  Lord,  grant  as  we  sail  life's  ocean, 
Or  delve  in  its  mines  of  woe, 
Or  fight  in  its  terrible  conflict, 
This  comfort  all  to  know  : 
Kef. — That  never  alone,  etc. 


51  A  Crown  of  Glory. 

1  A  CROWN  of  glory  bright 

By  faith's  clear  eye  I  see 
In  yonder  realms  of  light, 
Prepared  for  me. 
Eep. — I'm  nearer  my  home,  nearer  my  home, 
Nearer  my  home  to-day — 
Yes,  nearer  my  home  in  heaven  to-day- 
Than  ever  I  was  before. 

2  Oh,  may  I  faithful  prove, 

And  keep  the  crown  in  view, 
And  through  the  storms  of  life 
My  way  pursue. 

Eef. — I'm  nearer,  etc. 

3  Jesus,  be  thou  my  guide  ; 

Do  thou  my  steps  attend  ; 
Oh,  keep  me  near  thy  side: 
Be  thou  my  friend. 
Eef. — I'm  nearer,  etc. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  sun, 

My  Saviour  and  my  guard, 
And  when  my  work  is  done 
My  great  reward. 
Eef. — I'm  nearer,  etc. 


52  Wonderful  Words  of  Life. 

1  Sing  them  over  again  to  me, 
Wonderful  words  of  life ; 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  37 

Let  me  more  of  their  beauty  see, 

Wonderful  words  of  life. 
Words  of  life  and  beauty- 
Teach  me  faith  and  duty  ; 

Refrain. — Beautiful  words,  wonderful  woTds, 
Wonderful  words  of  life. 

2  Christ,  the  blessed  One,  gives  to  all 

Wonderful  words  of  life ; 
Sinner,  list  to  the  loving  call, 

Wonderful  words  of  life, 
All  so  freely  given, 
Wooing  us  to  heaven. 

Eef. — Beautiful  words,  etc. 

3  Sweetly  echo  the  gospel  call, 

Wonderful  words  of  life ; 
Offer  pardon  and  peace  to  all, 

Wonderful  words  of  life. 
Jesus,  only  Saviour, 
Sanctify  for  ever. 

Eef. — Beautiful  words,  etc. 


»3        I  Could  not  Do  without  Thee. 

1  I  could  not  do  without  thee, 

O  Saviour  of  the  lost ! 
Whose  precious  blood  redeemed  me 

At  such  tremendous  cost. 
Thy  righteousness,  thy  pardon, 

Thy  precious  blood,  must  be 
My  only  hope  and  comfort, 

My  glory  and  my  plea. 

Refrain. — I  could  not  do  without  thee ; 
I  cannot  stand  alone  ; 
I  have  no  strength  or  goodness, 
No  wisdom  of  my  own. 


38  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

2  I  could  not  do  without  thee : 

I  cannot  stand  alone  ; 
I  have  no  strength  or  goodness, 

No  wisdom  of  my  own. 
But  thou,  beloved  Saviour, 

Art  all  in  all  to  me, 
And  weakness  will  be  power 

If  leaning  hard  on  thee. — Eef. 

3  I  could  not  do  without  thee ; 

For  oh,  the  way  is  long, 
And  I  am  often  weary, 

And  sigh  replaces  song. 
How  could  I  do  without  thee? 

I  do  not  know  the  way  : 
Thou  knowest  and  thou  Leadest, 

And  will  not  let  me  stray. — Eef. 

4  I  could  not  do  without  thee  ; 

For  years  are  fleeting  fast, 
And  soon,  in  solemn  loneliness, 

The  river  must  be  past  ; 
But  thou  wilt  never  leave  me, 

And,  though  the  waves  roll  high, 
I  know  thou  wilt  be  near  me, 

And  whisper,  "  It  is  I." — Eef. 

54  Arlington.  C.  M 

1  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb, 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  39 

Is  this  dark  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign ; 
Increase  my  courage,  Lord  ! 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

Arlington.  C.  M, 

1  Salvation!  oh,  the  joyful  sound! 

'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears— • 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay ; 
But  we  arise,  by  grace  divine, 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation  !     Let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

Silver  Street.  S.  M, 

1  Grace  !  'tis  a  charming  sound, 

Harmonious  to  mine  ear; 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  the  way 

To  save  rebellious  man, 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  led  my  wandering  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road, 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 


40  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown 
Through  everlasting  days; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 

57  Retreat.  L.  M. 

1  From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat: 

'Tis  found  beneath  the  mercy-seat. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads — 
A  place  than  all  beside  more  sweet: 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

58  Gracious  Saviour,  Gentle  Shepherd. 

1  Gracious  Saviour,  gentle  Shepherd, 

All  thy  lambs  are  dear  to  thee ; 
Gathered  in  thine  arms  and  carried 
In  thy  bosom  may  we  be, 

|| :  Sweetly,  fondly,  safely  tended, 

From  all  want  and  danger  free.  :]j 

2  Tender  Shepherd,  never  leave  us 

From  thy  fold  to  go  astray ; 
By  thy  look  of  love  directed, 
May  we  walk  the  narrow  way  ! 
|| :  Thus  direct  us,  and  protect  us, 
Lest  we  fall  to  sin  a  prey.  :|| 

3  Taught  to  lis})  thy  holy  praises 

Which  on  earth  thy  children  sing, 


BAB3ATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  41 

Both  with  lips  and  hearts  unfeigned, 
May  we  our  thank-offering  bring, 
|;:  Then,  with  all  the  saints  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  our  Lord  and  King!  :f| 

59  Christ  in  the  Vessel. 

1  Begone,  unbelief! 
My  Saviour  is  near, 

And  for  my  relief 

Will  surely  appear. 
By  prayer  let  me  wrestle, 

And  he  will  perform  ; 
With  Christ  in  the  vessel, 
I  smile  at  the  storm. 
Refrain. — By  prayer  let  me  wrestle, 
And  he  will  perform ; 
With  Christ  in  the  vessel, 
I  smile  at  the  storm. 

2  Though  dark  be  my  way, 
Since  he  is  my  Guide, 

'Tis  mine  to  obey, 

'Tis  his  to  provide  ; 
Though  cisterns  be  broken 

And  creatures  all  fail, 
The  word  he  has  spoken 

Shall  surely  prevail. — Ref. 

3  His  love  in  times  past 
Forbids  me  to  think 

He'll  leave  me  at  last 

In  trouble  to  sink. 
Each  sweet  Ebenezer 

I  have  in  review 
Confirms  his  good  pleasure 

To  help  me  quite  through. — Ref 

4  Why  should  I  complain 
Of  want  and  distress, 


42  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

Temptation  or  pain? 

He  told  me  no  less. 
The  heirs  of  salvation, 

I  know  from  his  word. 
Through  much  tribulation 

Must  follow  their  Lord. — Ref. 

60  "  'Tis  1  !  be  not  Afraid  !" 

1  Tossed  with  rough  winds  and  faint  with  fear, 
Above  the  tempest,  soft  and  clear. 

What  still,  small  accents  greet  mine  ear? 
'Tis  I !  be  not  afraid  ! 
Refrain.— 'Tis  I !  'tis  I !  'tis  I !  be  not  afraid ! 
'Tis   I!   thy   Lord,   thv   Life,  thv 
Light— 
'Tis  I !  be  not  afraid  ! 

2  These  raging  winds,  this  surging 
Bear  not  a  breath  of  wrath  to  thee  : 
That  storm  has  all  been  spent  on  me. 

'Tis  I !  be  not  afraid  !— Ref. 

3  Mine  eyes  are  watching  by  thy  bed, 
Mine  arms  are  underneath  thy  head, 
My  blessing  is  around  thee  shed. 

'Tis  I !  be  not  afraid  !— Ref. 

4  When  on  the  other  side  thy  feet 

Shall  rest  where  welcome  thousands  meet, 
One  well-known  voice  thy  heart  shall  greet: 
'Tis  I !  be  not  afraid !— Ref. 

61  Out  Amid  the  Waves  of  Ocean. 
1  Out  amid  the  waves  of  ocean. 

Raging  ol't  in  wild  commotion. 
Kept  securely,  I  am  singing. 
For  to  Christ  my  soul  i<  dinging, 
Safe  when  comes  the  tempest's  shock, 
Resting  on  the  solid  Rock. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS  43 

Refrain. — On  the  Rock,  on  the  Rock ; 

Resting  safely  on  the  Rock — 
On  the  Rock,  the  solid  Rock ; 
Resting  safely  on  the  Rock. 

2  What  though  darkness  now  surround  me? 
What  though  winds  be  howling  round  me, 
Threatening  with  desolation  ? 

Christ  the  Rock  is  my  salvation. 
Calm  amid  the  wildest  shock, 
On  the  everlasting  Rock. — Ref. 

3  With  my  Saviour,  what  can  harm  me  ? 
Satan's  hosts  cannot  alarm  me; 
Jesus'  mighty  arms  enclosing, 
Sweetly  is  my  soul  reposing, 
Sheltered  from  the  fiercest  shock 

By  the  ever-blessed  Rock. — Ref. 

4  Praise  the  Rock  of  our  salvation ! 
With  increasing  adoration, 
Laud  and  bless  His  name  for  ever 
From  whose  love  no  force  can  sever. 
Saved,  we  wait  the  final  shock 

On  the  strong  eternal  Rock. — Ref. 


g2  No>  not  Despairingly.  6s  &  4a 

1  No,  not  despairingly 

Come  I  to  thee  ; 
No,  not  distrustingly 

Bend  I  the  knee. 
Sin  hath  gone  over  me, 
Yet  is  this  still  my  plea, 

Jesus  hath  died. 

2  Lord,  I  confess  to  thee, 

Sadly,  my  sin ; 

All  I  am  tell  I  thee, 

All  I  have  been. 


44  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

Purge  thou  my  sin  away, 
Wash  thou  my  soul  this  day; 
Lord,  make  me  clean. 

3  Faithful  and  just  art  thou, 
Forgiving  all; 
Loving  and  kind  art  thou 

When  poor  ones  call. 
Lord,  let  the  cleansing  blood- 
Blood  of  the  Lamb  of  God- 
Pass  o'er  my  soul. 

63  Bethany. 

1  More  love  to  thee,  0  Christ, 

More  love  to  thee  ! 
Hear  thou  the  prayer  I  make 

On  bended  knee. 
This  is  my  earnest  plea: 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  thee, 

More  love  to  thee ! 

2  Once  earthly  joy  I  craved, 

Sought  peace  and  rest; 
Now  thee  alone  I  seek : 

Give  what  is  best. 
This  all  my  prayer  shall  be, 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  thee, 

More  love  to  thee  ! 

3  Let  sorrow  do  its  work, 

Send  grief  and  pain  : 
Sweet  are  thy  messengers, 

Sweet  their  refrain 
When  they  can  sing,  with  me, 
More  love.  U  Christ,  to  thee, 

More  love  to  thee ! 

34  Trusting,  Lord,  in  Thee. 

1  I  AM  coming  to  the  cross : 

I'm  poor  and  weak  and  blind; 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  45 

I'm  counting  all  but  dross  ; 
I  shall  full  salvation  find. 
Refrain. — I  am  trusting,  Lord,  in  thee, 
Dear  Lamb  of  Calvary; 
Humbly  at  thy  cross  I  bow ; 
Save  me,  Jesus,  save  me  now. 

2  Long  my  heart  has  sighed  for  thee  ; 

Long  has  evil  reigned  within  ; 
Jesus  sweetly  speaks  to  me  : 

"I  will  cleanse  you  from  all  sin.'' — Eef. 

3  Here  I  give  my  all  to  thee— 

Friends  and  time  and  earthly  store ; 
Soul  and  body  thine  to  be — 

Wholly  thine — for  evermore. — Eef. 

4  Jesus  comes !  he  "Gils  my  soul ! 

Perfected  in  love  I  am  ; 
I  am  every  whit  made  whole ; 
Glory,  glory  to  the  Lamb. — Eef. 

(  Bethany.  6s  &  4s. 

1  Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me, 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee. 

2  Though  like  the  wanderer, 

The  sun  gone  down, 
Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone, 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee. 

S  There  let  the  way  appear 
Steps  unto  heaven ; 


46  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

All  that  thou  sendest  me 

In  mercy  given ; 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

A  Then,  with  my  waking  thoughts 
Bright  with  thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 

Bethel  I'll  raise ; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 
Nearer  to  thee  ! 

5  Or  if,  on  joyful  wing 

Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly, 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee. 

(£6  In  Heavenly  Love  Abiding.     7S 

1  In  heavenly  love  abiding. 

No  change  my  heart  shall  fear; 
And  safe  is  such  confiding. 

For  nothing  changes  here. 
The  storm  may  roar  without  me, 

My  heart  may  low  be  laid, 
But  God  is  round  about  me, 

And  can  I  bedismayed? 

2  Wherever  he  may  guide  me, 

No  want  shall  turn  me  back; 
My  Shepherd  is  beside  me, 

And  nothing  can  I  lack  ; 
His  wisdom  ever  waketh, 

His  sight  is  never  dim; 
He  knows  the  way  he  taketh, 

And  I  will  walk  with  him. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS.  47 

3  Green  pastures  are  before  me 

Which  yet  I  have  not  seen  ; 
Bright  skies  will  soon  be  o'er  me 

Where  darkest  clouds  have  been ; 
My  hope  I  cannot  measure, 

My  path  to  life  is  free ; 
My  Saviour  has  my  treasure, 

And  he  will  walk  with  me. 

8s  &7«, 
Come,  thou  Long-Expected  Jesus. 

1  Come,  thou  long-expected  Jesus, 

Born  to  set  thy  people  free ; 
From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us, 

Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee. 
Israel's  Strength  and  Consolation, 

Hope  of  all  the  earth  thou  art  ; 
Dear  Desire  of  ev'ry  nation, 

Joy  of  ev'ry  longing  heart. 

2  Born  thy  people  to  deliver, 

Born  a  Child,  and  yet  a  King, 
Born  to  reign  in  us  for  ever, — 

Xow  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring. 
By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit 

Bule  m  all  our  hearts  alone ; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit 

Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  Anointed. 

1  Hail  to  the  Lord's  Anointed, 

Great  David's  greater  Son  ; 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed, 

His  reign  on  earth  begun. 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free, 
To  take  away  transgression 

And  rule  in  equity. 


48  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

2  He  shall  descend  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth, 
And  love  and  joy,  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  his  path  to  birth. 
Before  him,  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  Peace,  the  herald,  go, 
And  righteousness  in  fountains 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

3  For  him  shall  prayer  unceasing 

And  daily  vows  ascend, 
His  kingdom  still  increasing — 

A  kingdom  without  end. 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove ; 
His  name  shall  stand  for  ever : 

That  name  to  us  is  Love. 

(39    Hark !  what  Mean  those  Holy  Voices. 

1  Hark  !  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 

Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies  ? 
Lo !  th'  angelic  host  rejoii 

Heavenly  halleluias  rise. 
Listen  to  the  wondrous  story 

Which  they  chant  in  hymns  of  joy: 
"Glory  in  the  highest,  glory  ! 

Glory  be  to  God  most  high  !" 

2  "  Peace  on  earth,  good-will  from  heaven, 

Peaching  far  as  man  is  found ; 
Souls  redeemed  and  sins  forgiven  ; 

Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 
Christ  is  born,  the  great  Anointed ; 

Heaven  and  earth  his  praises  sing : 
Oh,  receive  whom  God  appointed 

For  your  Prophet,  Priest  and  King! 

*\  "  Hasten,  mortals,  to  adore  him ; 
Learn  his  name  and  taste  his  joy, 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  49 

Till  in  heaven  ye  sing  before  him, 
'  Glory  be  to  God  most  high ! ' " 

Let  us  learn  the  wondrous  story 
Of  our  great  Redeemer's  birth  ; 

Spread  the  brightness  of  his  glory 
Till  it  co .  ">r  all  the  earth.     Amen. 

70      Hark  !  the  Herald  Angels  Sing.      7s,  B, 

1  Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing, 
"  Glory  to  the  new-born  King! 
Peace  on  earth  and  mercy  mild, 
God  and  sinners  reconciled  !" 
Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rise, 
Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies ; 
With  th'  angelic  host  proclaim 
Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem  ! 
Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing, 

"  Glory  to  the  new-born  King  !" 

2  Christ,  by  highest  heaven  adored, 
Christ,  the  everlasting  Lord ; 
Late  in  time  behold  him  come, 
Offspring  of  the  Virgin's  womb. 
Veiled  in  flesh  the  Godhead  see ; 
Hail  the  incarnate  Deity, 
Pleased  as  Man  with  men  to  dwell ; 
Jesus,  our  Emmanuel ! 

Hark !  the  herald  angels,  etc. 

3  Hail !  the  heaven -born  Prince  of  peace! 
Hail !  the  Sun  of  Righteousness ! 
Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 

Risen  with  healing  in  his  wings. 
Mild,  he  lays  his  glory  by, 
Born  that  man  no  more  may  die, 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth, 
Born  to  give  them  second  birth. 
Hark !  the  herald  angels,  etc. 


50  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

•yi  Beautiful  Morning  Star. 

1  Beautiful  morning  star  ! 
Beautiful  morning  star ! 

Before  thy  fires 
The  night  retires, 
And  gates  of  morn  unhar. 
Refkain. — Beautiful  morning  star! 
Beautiful  morning  star! 
The  prophets  of  old 
Thy  rising  foretold, 
Beautiful  morning  star! 

2  Beautiful  morning  star! 
Beautiful  morning  star' 

Thy  glories  shine, 
0  Christ  divine. 
Like  yon  bright  orb  afar. — Ref. 

3  Beautiful  morning  s'tar  ! 
Beautiful  morning  star! 

When  fears  control 
My  trembling  soul, 
Thy  beams  my  comfort  are. — Ref. 

4  Beautiful  morning  star! 
Beautiful  morning  star! 

Thv  glory  bright 
Shall  fill  with  light 
The  shining  land  afar. — Ref. 

^2  There  was  Joy  in  Heaven. 

1  There  was  joy  in  heaven. 
There  was  joy  in  heaven, 

Joy  in  heaven, 
When,  this  goodly  world  to  frame, 
The  Lord  of  might  and  mercy  came; 
Shouts  of  joy  were  heard  on  high, 
And  the  stars  sang  from  the  sky: 
"  Glory  to  God  in  heaven  ! 

f-ilnvv  tn  <ii>il    in   hnnvATl  I" 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  51 

2  There  was  joy  in  heaven, 
There  was  joy  in  heaven, 

Joy  in  heaven, 
When  the  billows,  heaving  dark, 
Sank  around  the  stranded  ark, 
And  the  rainbow's  wat'ry  span 
Spake  of  mercy,  hope  to  man 
And  peace  with  God  in  heaven, 
And  peace  with  God  in  heaven. 

3  There  was  joy  in  heaven, 
There  was  joy  in  heaven, 

Joy  in  heaven, 
When  of  love  the  midnight  beam 
Dawned  on  favored  Bethlehem, 
And  along  the  echoing  hill 
Angels  sang,  "  On  earth  good- will, 
Glory  to  God  in  heaven, 
Glory  to  God  in  heaven." 

73      Softly,  Sweetly  through  the  Air. 

1  Softly,  sweetly  through  the  air 

Hear  the  angels  singing, 
Christ  the  Lord  is  born  to-day, 

Peace  on  earth  is  bringing, 
Love  divine  in  him  revealed, 
Love — all  love — excelling ; 
Though  he  in  a  manger  lay, 
Hearts  shall  be  his  dwelling, 
Hearts  shall  be  his  dwelling. 
Eefraix. — Softly,  sweetly  through  the  air 
Hear  the  angels  singing, 
Christ  the  Lord  is  born  to-day, 
Peace  on  earth  is  bringing. 

2  Shepherds  gathered  at  his  feet, 

Loving  hearts  outpouring, 
While  above  the  holy  One 
Angels  bent  adoring. 


52  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

They  who  worshiped  Jesus  there 

Knew  not  half  the  measure 
Of  the  fullness  of  his  grace, 

Of  his  love  the  treasure. 

Of  his  love  the  treasure; — Ref. 

3  Now  revealed  the  Saviour  stands, 

With  a  full  salvation, 
Man  in  God,  and  God  in  man — 

Wondrous  incarnation  ! 
Glad  hosannas,  then,  we'll  raise, 

Through  the  earth  resounding: 
Peace,  good-will,  for  evermore, 

Love  divine  abounding.—  Ref. 


74  Wonderful  Night. 

1  Wondkkful  night !  wonderful  night! 
Angels  and  shining  immortals, 
Thronging  thine  ebony  portals. 
Fling  out  their  banners  of  light. 

Wonderful,  wonderful  night  ! 

2  Wonderful  night!  wonderful  night! 
Dreamed  of  by  prophets  and  sages, 
Manhood,  redeemed  for  all  ages, 
Welcomes  thy  hallowing  might. 

Wonderful,  wonderful  night ! 

3  Wonderful  night!  wonderful  night! 
Down  o'er  the  stars,  to  restore  us, 
Leading  his  flame-winged  chorus, 
Comes  the  Eternal  to  sight. 

Wonderful,  wonderful  night! 

4  Wonderful  night !  wonderful  night! 
Sweet  be  thy  rest  to  the  weary, 
Making  the  dull  heart  and  dreary 
Laugh  in  a  dream  of  delight. 

Wonderful,  wonderful  night! 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  53 

5  Wonderful  night !  wonderful  night ! 
Let  me,  as  long  as  life  lingers, 
Sing  with  the  cherubim  singers : 

"  Glory  to  God  in  the  height !" 
Wonderful,  wonderful  night ! 

^5       When,  his  Salvation  Bringing.   7s  A  6s. 

1  When,  his  salvation  bringing, 

To  Zion  Jesus  came, 
The  children  all  stood  singing, 

"  Hosanna  to  hiss  :ime  !" 
Nor  did  their  zeal  offend  him, 

But  as  he  rode  along 
He  let  them  still  attend  him, 

And  smiled  to  hear  their  song. 

2  And  since  the  Lord  retaineth 

His  love  for  children  still — 
Though  now  as  King  he  reigneth 

On  Zion's  heavenly  hill— 
We'll  flock  around  His  banner 

Who  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  cry  aloud,  "  Hosanna 

To  David's  royal  Son !" 

3  For,  should  we  fail  proclaiming 

Our  great  Eedeemer's  praise, 
The  stones,  our  silence  shaming, 

Might  well  "  Hosanna!"  raise. 
But  shall  we  only  render 

The  tribute  of  our  words  ? 
No !    While  our  hearts  are  tender 

They  too  shall  be  the  Lord's. 

76        Tune. — When,  his  Salvation.    ?3  &  6s. 

1  When  shall  the  voice  of  singing 
Flow  joyfully  along, 
When  hill  and  valley,  ringing 
With  one  triumphant  song, 


54  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

Proclaim  the  contest  ended, 

And  Him  who  once  was  slain 
A  second  time  descended 

In  righteousness  to  reign  ? 
2  Then,  from  the  craggy  mountains, 

The  sacred  shout  shall  fly, 
And  shady  yales  and  fountains 

Shall  echo  the  reply  ; 
High  tower  and  lowly  dwelling 

Shall  send  the  hymn  around, 
All  "Hallelujah!"  swelling 

In  one  continued  sound. 

77  The  Sweet  Story  of  Old. 

1  I  think,  when  I  read  that  sweet  story  of  old, 

When  Jesus  was  here  among  men, 
How  he  called  little  children  as  lambs  to  his 
fold, 
I  should  like  to  have  been  with  them  then. 

2  I  wish  that  his  hands  had  been  placed  on  my 

head, 
That  his  arm  had  been  thrown  around  me, 
And  that  I  might  have  seen  his  kind  look  when 

he  said, 
"  Let  the  little  ones  come  unto  me." 

3  Yet  still  to  his  footstool  in  prayer  I  may  go, 

And  ask  for  a  share  in  his  love  : 
And  if  I  now  earnestly  seek  him  below, 
I  shall  see  him  and  hear  him  above, 

4  In  that  beautiful  place  he  is  gone  to  prepare 

For  all  who  are  washed  and  forgiven ; 
And  many  dear  children  are  gathering  there, 
"For  of  such  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven." 

78  Antioch.  C.  M» 
1  Joy  to  the  world !  the  Lord  is  come ! 

Let  earth  receive  her  King ; 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  55 

Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  world !  the  Saviour  reigns ! 

Let  men  their  songs  employ, 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  Xo  more  let  sin  and  sorrow  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

79  Hermon.  C.  M, 

1  The  people  that  in  darkness  sat 

A  glorious  Light  have  seen  ; 
The  Light  has  shined  on  them  who  long 
In  shades  of  death  have  been. 

2  To  us  a  Child  of  hope  is  born, 

To  us  a  Son  is  given  ; 
Him  shall  the  tribes  of  earth  obey, 
Him  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 

3  His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  peace 

For  evermore  adored, 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counselor, 
The  great  and  mighty  Lord. 

4  His  power  increasing  still  shall  spread, 

His  reign  no  end  shall  know ; 
Justice  shall  guard  his  throne  above, 
And  peace  abound  below. 

80  O  Sacred  Head.  7s  &  6a 
1  O  sacred  Head,  now  wounded, 

With  grief  and  shame  weighed  down, 


56  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

Now  scornfully  surrounded 

With  thorns,  thine  only  crown; 

0  sacred  Head,  what  glory, 
What  blisa,  till  now  was  thine! 

Yet.  though  despised  and  gory, 
I  joy  to  call  thee  mine. 

2  What  thou,  my  Lord,  hast  suffered 

Was  all  for  sinners'  gain  ; 
Mine,  mine  was  the  transgression, 

But  thine  the  deadly  pain. 
Lo,  here  I  fall,  my  Saviour! 

"Tis  I  deserve  thy  place ; 
Look  on  me  with  thy  favor, 

Vouchsafe  to  me  thy  grace. 

3  The  joy  can  ne'er  be  spoken, 

Above  all  joys  beside, 
When  in  thy  body  broken 

I  thus  with  safety  hide. 
My  Lord  of  life,  desiring 

Thy  glory  now  to  see, 
Beside  thy  cross  expiring, 

I'd  breathe  my  soul  to  thee. 

SI  Tune.— O  Sacred  Head.  7S  &  6a. 

1  I  lay  my  sins  on  Jesus, 

The  spotless  Lamb  of  God  ; 
He  bears  them  all,  and  frees  us 

From  the  accursed  load. 
I  bring  my  guilt  to  Jesus, 

To  wash  my  crimson  stains 
White  in  his  blood  most  precious 

Till  not  a  stain  remains. 

2  I  lay  my  wants  on  Jesus : 

All  fullness  dwells  in  him  ; 
He  healeth  my  diseases, 
He  doth  my  soul  redeem. 


8ABBATH-SCH00L   HYMNS.  57 

I  lay  my  guilt  on  Jesus, 
My  burdens  and  my  cares ; 

He  from  them  all  releases, 
He  all  my  sorrows  shares. 

3  I  long  to  he  like  Jesus, 

Meek,  loving,  lowly,  mild; 
I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

The  Father's  holy  child. 
I  long  to  be  with  Jesus, 

Amid  the  heavenly  throng, 
To  sing  with  saints  his  praises, 

And  learn  the  angels'  song. 

£2  The  Man  of  Sorrows. 

1  Whew  to  those  who  sin  and  suffer 

Jesus  came  to  bring  relief, 
Lo!  he  was  despised,  rejected, 

Man  of  sorrows,  full  of  grief. 
While  we  thought  him  stricken,  smitten, 

By  the  hand  of  God  alone, 
He  was  bearing  others'  burdens, 

Sins  and  sorrows  not  his  own. 

Eefeain. — Hallelujah !     Swell  the  chorus, 
Praising  him  the  Crucified; 
Oh,  believe  him,  oh,  receive  him, 
Who  for  sinners  bled  and  died ! 

2  He,  for  our  transgressions  wounded, 

Bruised  for  our  iniquity, 
By  his  chastisement  procured  us 

Peace  and  pardon  full  and  free. 
We  like  wayward  sheep  had  wandered 

From  our  Father's  fold  astray, 
Yet  it  pleased  the  Lord  to  bruise  him, 

And  on  him  our  sins  to  lay. — Bef. 

3  He  was  led,  a  lamb,  to  slaughter ; 

By  his  stripes  we  are  all  healed  • 


58  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS, 

In  his  blood  our  souls  find  cleansing, 

By  his  death  to  glory  sealed. 
Break,  my  heart,  with  godly  sorrow 

That  thy  sins  such  ruin  brought; 
Break,  my  heart,  with  holy  rapture 

That  his  grace  thy  rescue  wrought. — Eep. 

83  Zion-  8s,  7s  &  4 

1  Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 

Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  : 
See!  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder. 

Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  thie  sky. 

"It  is  finished  !" 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 

2  "It  is  finished  !"  Oh  what  pleasure 

Do  these  charming  words  afford  ! 
Heavenly  blessings  without  measure 
Flow  to  us  through  Christ  the  Lord. 

"  It  is  finished  !" 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs; 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme; 
All  in  earth  and  all  in  heaven. 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name. 

Hallelujah ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb ! 

84  Rathbun.  8s     « 

1  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory. 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive  and  fears  annoy, 
*wer  shall  the  cross  forsake  me: 
Lo!  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  59 

3  When  the  sun  of  hliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified ; 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

85  Rockingham.  L.M 

1  When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 

On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast 

Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God ; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  rnos^ 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See!  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet. 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down: 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

&tj  All  Hail,  Blessed  Morning. 

1      All  hail,  blessed  morning, 

With  sunshine  adorning 
The  world  that  lay  weeping  o'er  Him  that  was 
slain  ; 

Thou  comest  with  gladness, 

Dispelling  our  sadness, 
Thou  bvingest  good  tiOngs  :  he  liveth  again. 


60  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

Refrain. — Our  Eock  is  secure, 

Our  Anchor  is  sure  : 

The  Lord  our  Redeemer  is  mighty  to  save; 

<  rO,  heralds  of  glory, 

And  publish  the  story 

That  Jesus  has  triumphed  o'er  death  and 

the  grave. 

2  Xo  more  shall  he  languish, 
Or  suffer  the  anguish 

He  bore  on  the   cross  when   his   life-blood  was 

shed; 

Lo  !  angels  in  wonder 

The  grave  rent  asunder, 

Beheld   when   their    Monarch    arose    from    the 

dead. — Ref. 

3  He  liveth  victorious, 
He  liveth  all-glorious, 

Through  him  shall  the  captive  from  bondage  be 
free ; 

The  volume  of  ages 

Proclaims  on  its  pages 
For  ever  established  his  kingdom  shall  be. — Ref. 

4  Then,  while  we  adore  him, 
And  gather  before  him, 

Our  hearts  and  our  voices  united  shall  praise 

The  great  Intercessor 

For  every  transgressor, 
The    Son    of     the     Highest,    the    Ancient    of 
days. — Ref. 


87  Olmutz.  S.  M 

1  Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts 
On  Jewish  altars  slain 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS.  61 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb 

Takes  all  our  sins  away, 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 

On  that  dear  head  of  thine, 
While,  like  a  penitent,  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  My  soul  looks  back  to  see 

The  burdens  thou  didst  bear 
When  hanging  on  th'  accursed  tree, 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

5  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb,  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 

88  Cooling.  C.  M. 

1  Enthroned  on  high,  almighty  Lord, 

The  Holy  Ghost  send  down  ; 

Fulfill  in  us  thy  faithful  word, 

And  all  thy  mercies  crown. 

2  Though  on  our  heads  no  tongues  of  fire 

Their  wondrous  powers  impart 
Grant,  Saviour,  what  we  more  desire — 
Thy  Spirit  in  our  heart. 

3  Spirit  of  life  and  light  and  love, 

Thy  heavenly  influence  give  ; 
Quicken  our  souls,  born  from  above, 
In  Christ  that  we  may  live. 

4  To  our  benighted  minds  reveal 

The  glories  of  his  grace, 
And  bring  us  where  no  clouds  conceal 
The  brightness  of  his  face. 


62  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

5  His  love  within  us  shed  abroad— 
Life's  ever-springing  well — 
Till  God  in  us  and  we  in  God 
In  love  eternal  dwell. 

g9  Come,  ye  Faithful. 

1  Come,  yc  faithful,  raise  the  strain 

Of  triumphant  gladness ! 
God  hath  brought  his  Israel 

Into  joy  from  sadness — 
Loosed  from  Pharaoh \s  bitter  yoke 

Jacob's  sons  and  daughters, 
Led  them  with  urimoistened  feet 

Through  the  Red  Sea  waters. 

2  'Tis  the  spring  of  souls  to-day: 

Christ  hath  burst  his  prison; 
From  the  frost  and  gloom  of  death 

Light  and  life  have  risen. 
All  the  winter  of  our  sins, 

Long  and  dark,  is  flying 
From  His  face  to  whom  we  give 

Thanks  and  praise  undying. 

3  Now  the  queen  of  seasons — bright 

With  the  day  of  splendor, 
With  the  royal  feast  of  feasts — 

('nines  its  joy  to  render ; 
Comes  to  glad  Jerusalem, 

Who  with  true  affection 
Welcomes  in  unwearied  strains 

Jesus'  resurrection. 

90  "  Weary  of  Wandering." 

1  Weary  of  wandering  from  mv  Saviour. 
Humbly  again  I'll  seek  his  face, 
Pleading  his  promises  to  save  me, 
Tasting  again  his  pardoning  grace. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  63 

Jesus,  my  Saviour,  have  mercy, 

Freely  forgive  and  restore ; 
Oh,  for  thy  love  have  compassion, 

Keep  me  from  sin  evermore. 

2  Sinful,  unworthy,  but  repenting, 

Prostrate  I  bow  before  thy  throne ; 
Seeking  forgiveness  and  thy  blessing, 

Comfort  and  peace  from  thee  alone. 
Saviour,  Redeemer,  accept  me, 

Grant  me  thy  presence  and  love ; 
Bear  with  my  weakness  and  folly ; 

Send  me  thy  strength  from  above. 

3  Helpless  I  come,  my  sin  confessing ; 

Trusting  in  thee,  why  need  I  fear, 
Knowing  that  all  so  heavy-laden 

Surely  will  find  thee  ever  near? 
Take,  then,  dear  Saviour,  my  burden •, 

Teach  me  to  walk  in  thy  way; 
Tenderly  shelter  and  keep  me; 

Be  thou  my  help  and  my  stay. 

91  Jesus  is  Calling. 

1  Jesus  is  tenderly  calling  thee  home — 

Calling  to-day,  calling  to-day  ; 
Why  from  the  sunshine  of  love  wilt  thou  roam 
Farther  and  farther  away  ? 
Kef. — Calling  to-day,  calling  to-day, 

Calling,  calling  to-day,  to-day, 
Calling,  calling  to-day,  to-day, 
Jesus    is    calling,    is    tenderly    calling 
to-day. 

2  Jesus  is  calling  the  weary  to  rest — 

Calling  to-day,  calling  to-day  ; 
Bring  him  thy  burden  and  thou  shalt  be  blest : 
He  will  not  turn  thee  away. — Bef. 

3  Jesus  is  waiting;  oh,  come  to  him  now- 

Waiting  to-day,  waiting  to-day; 


64  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

Come  with  thy  sins;  at  his  feet  lowly  bow; 

Come,  and  no  longer  delay. — Ref. 
4  Jesus  is  pleading;  oh,  list  to  his  voice: 

Hear  him  to-day;  hear  him  to-day; 
They  who  believe  on  his  name  shall  rejoice. 

Quickly  arise  and  away. — Ref. 

92  Voice  cf  Love. 

1  Come  to  Jesus  now  ; 

His  voice  of  love  is  gently  calling ; 
Come,  before  him  bow 

Ere  shades  of  night  are  darkly  falling. 
Hark  !  I  hear  my  Saviour  calling,  calling  me  : 
"  I  have  died  for  thee, 
Died  to  set  thee  free ; 
Crowned  in  everlasting  glory  thou  shalt  be. 
Weary  sinner,  come  to  me." 
Ref. — Lord,  I  gladly  come, 

Thy  gracious  voice  of  love  obeying ! 
Saviour,  take  me  home; 

Oh,  kindly  keep  thy  child  from  straying. 

2  Come  to  Jesus  now ; 

His  gracious  love  thy  sin  forgiving, 
Soon  with  him  shalt  thou 

At  his  right  hand  he  ever  living. 
From  the  throne  above  my  Saviour  welcome* 
me: 

"  Thou  shalt  reign  with  me  ; 

All  my  glory  sec — 
See  the  crown  and  kingdom  I  have  bought  foi 
thee. 

Ransomed  sinner,  live  with  me." — Ref. 

93  At  the  Door. 

1  My  Saviour  stands  waiting,  and  knocks  at  the 
door — 
Has  knocked,  and  is  knocking  again; 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  65 

I  hear  his  kind  voice :  I'll  reject  him  no  more, 

Nor  let  him  stand  pleading  in  vain. 
In  infinite  mercy  he  came  from  above 
To  ransom,  to  cleanse  me  from  sin  : 
I'll  yield  to  the  voice  of  his  merciful  love, 
And  let  my  dear  Saviour  come  in. 
Ref. — Saviour,  come  in,  cleanse  me  from  sin ; 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  come  in,  come  in  ! 
Enter  the  door, 
Waiting  no  more, 
Saviour,  dear  Saviour,  come  in. 
2  O  Saviour,  my  Ransom,  Redeemer  and  Friend, 
The  Life  and  the  Truth  and  the  Way, 
On  thy  precious  merit  alone  I  depend ; 

Dwell  in  me  and  keep  me,  I  pray. 
Thy  goodness  hath   opened   the   door  of  my 
heart : 
'Tis  open  in  welcome  to  thee ; 
Come  in,  blessed  Saviour,  and  never  depart ; 
Come  in,  with  thy  mercy,  to  me. — Ref. 

94  "  Come  unto  Me." 

1  Floating  through  the  sunlight  that  brightens 

our  way, 
A  sweet  voice  has  sounded — is  sounding  to-day; 
"O  ye  weary  and  troubled,"  it   softly  says, 
"  come ; 
j    Why  longer  in  pain  and  sorrow  will  you  roam  ?" 
Ref. — Come,  come,  come,  come,  come  unto  me ; 
All  ye  that  are  weary,  come  unto  me ! 

2  "Are  you  weary  of  sin,  of  its  weight  and  its 

pain? 
Then  come  unto  me :  I  can  cleanse  its  deep  stain. 
Does    the    thought  of  your  guilt  make  you 

fearful  and  weak  ? 
Come,   come    unto  me :    your  pardon   I  will 

speak." 
Ref. — Come,  come,  come,  etc. 


66  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

3  "Are  you  weary  of  straying?     My  own  ham 
shall  guide 

Your  feet  in  the  way  where  no  ill  shall  betide 
Are  you  hungry  and  thirsty?     Your  soul  shal 

he  fed 
With  the  water  of  life,  and  with  the  heavenl; 
bread." 
Eef. — Come,  come,  come,  etc. 


95  The  Gospel  Call. 

1  The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  say,  "Come 

And  take  of  the  water  of  life !" 
Oh  blessed  call  ! 
Good  news  to  all 

Who  tire  of  sin  and  strife ! 
Eef.— The  Spirit  says,  "  Come !"    The  Bride  say: 
"Come 
And  take  of  the  water  of  life  freely." 
The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  say,  "  Come 
And  take  the  water  of  life  freely."' 

2  Let  every  one  who  hears  say,  "  Come !" 

And  joyful  witness  give. 
I  heard  the  sound. 
The  stream  I  found. 

I  drank  and  now  I  live. — Ref. 

3  Ye  souls  who  are  athirst,  forsake 

Your  broken  cisterns  first ; 
Then  conic  partake : 
One  draught  will  slake 

Your  soul's  consuming  thirst. — R-EF. 

4  Yea,  whosoever  will  may  come: 

Your  longings  Christ  can  fill; 
The  stream  is  free 
To  yon  and  me, 

And  whosoever  will.— Eef. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  67 

i&6  Art  thou  Weary. 

1  Art  thou  weary,  art  thou  languid, 

Art  thou  sore  distressed  ? 
"Come  to  me,"  saith  One,  "and,  coming, 
Be  at  rest." 

2  Hath  he  marks  to  lead  me  to  him, 

If  he  be  my  guide  ? 
"  In  his  feet  and  hands  are  wound-printa, 
And  his  side." 

3  Is  there  diadem,  as  monarch, 

That  his  brow  adorns? 
"  Yes,  a  crown  in  very  surety, 
But  of  thorns." 

4  If  I  find  him,  if  I  follow, 

What  my  guerdon  here  ? 
"  Many  a  sorrow,  many  a  labor, 
Many  a  tear." 

5  If  I  still  hold  closely  to  him, 

What  hath  he  at  last  ? 
"  Sorrow  vanquished,  labor  ended, 
Jordan  past." 

6  If  I  ask  him  to  receive  me, 

Will  he  say  me  nay  ? 
"  Not  till  earth  and  not  till  heaven 
Pass  away." 

jy^  Come,  Come  to  Jesus  ! 

1  Come,  come  to  Jesus ! 
He  waits  to  welcome  thee, 
O  wanderer !  eagerly ; 

Come,  come  to  Jesus ! 

2  Come,  come  to  Jesus ! 
He  waits  to  ransom  thee, 
O  slave !  so  willingly ; 

Come,  come  to  Jesus! 


68  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMN*. 

3  Come,  come  to  Jesus  ! 
He  waits  to  lighten  thee; 
O  burdened  !  trustingly 

Come,  come  to  Jesus ! 

4  Come,  come  to  Jesus ! 
He  waits  to  give  to  thea, 
O  blind  I  a  vision  free; 

Come,  come  to  Jesus  ! 

5  Come,  come  to  Jesus  ! 
He  waits  to  shelter  thee, 
O  weary !  blessedly 

Come,  come  to  Jesus ! 

6  Come,  come  to  Jesus  ! 
He  waits  to  carry  thee, 
0  lamb  !  so  lovingly  : 

Come,  come  to  Jesus  ! 

9g  Child  of  Sin  and  Sorrow, 

1  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 

Filled  with  dismay, 
Wait  not  for  to-morrow, 

Yield  thee  to-day. 

Heaven  bids  thee  come 

While  yet  there's  roorc. 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 

Hear  and  obey. 

2  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 

Why  wilt  thou  die? 
Come  while  thou  canst  boiTwtV 

Help  from  on  high. 

Grieve  not  that  love 

Which  from  above, 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 

Would  bring  thee  nigh. 

3  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 

Thy  moments  glide 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  69 

Like  the  flitting  arrow 

Or  the  rushing  tide. 

Ere  time  is  o'er 

Heaven's  grace  implore ; 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 

In  Christ  confide. 


f)9  Only  Trust  Him. 

1  Come,  every  soul  by  sin  oppressed: 
There's  mercy  with  the  Lord  ; 

And  he  will  surely  give  you  rest 
By  trusting  in  his  word. 

Refrain. — Only  trust  him,  only  trust  him, 
Only  trust  him  now  ; 
He  will  save  you,  he  will  save  you, 
He  will  save  you  now. 

2  For  Jesus  shed  his  precious  blood 
Rich  blessings  to  bestow ; 

Plunge  now  into  the  crimson  flood 
That  washes  white  as  snow. — Ref. 

3  Yes,  Jesus  is  the  Truth,  the  Way, 
That  leads  you  into  rest ; 

Believe  in  him  without  delay, 
And  you  are  fully  blest. — Bef. 

4  Come,  then,  and  join  this  holy  band, 
And  on  to  glory  go, 

To  dwell  in  that  celestial  land 
Where  joys  immortal  flow. — Bef. 


100         Give  your  Heart  to  Jesus. 

1  Would  you  be  a  Christian  child  ? 
Give  your  heart  to  Jesus  ; 
Though  it  be  by  sin  defiled, 
Give  your  heart  to  Jesus. 


70  SABBATH-SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

Never  will  it  better  grow, 
Never  happiness  will  know, 
Till  you  to  the  fountain  go : 
Give  your  heart  to  Jesus. 

2  Now  his  loving  voice  regard : 

Give  your  heart  to  Jesus ; 
Though  it  he  both  cold  and  hard, 

Give  your  heart  to  Jesus. 
He  can  take  that  heart  of  thine, 
Warm  it,  melt  it,  and  refine 
By  the  fires  of  love  divine  : 

Give  your  heart  to  Jesus. 

3  Stained  by  sins  of  crimson  hue, 

Give  your  heart  to  Jesus ; 
He  can  cleanse  and  make  it  new, 

Give  your  heart  to  Jesus. 
Wait  not  till  another  day  : 
Worse  it  grows  while  you  delay  ; 
Then  the  tender  call  obey  : 

Give  your  heart  to  Jesus. 


101  The  Wondrous  Stranger. 

1  Calling,  calling ! 

Who  is  calling  me? 
Waiting,  waiting, 
Kindly  waiting,  see. 

Eefeain.— Oh,  this  wondrous  strange* 
.  Is  the  King  of  kings ; 
'Tis  the  loving  Saviour, 
Who  salvation  brings. 

2  Listen  !  listen  ! 

"  Peace  be  unto  thee  !" 
Pardon,  pardon 
He  is  bringing  me. — Ref. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS.  71 

'  3  Sweetly,  sweetly 

Sounds  that  loving  voice : 
"Mourner,  mourner, 

Sin  no  more  !  arise!" — Kef. 
4  Glory,  glory, 

Praise  and  victory, 
Ever,  ever 
To  my  Saviour  be ! — Eef. 

102  To-day. 

1  To-day  the  Saviour  calls : 

Ye  wanderers,  come ; 
Oh,  ye  benighted  souls, 
Why  longer  roam? 

2  To-day  the  Saviour  calls : 

Oh,  hear  him  now ; 
Within  these  sacred  walls 
To  Jesus  bow. 

3  To-day  the  Saviour  calls : 

For  refuge  fly ; 
The  storm  of  justice  falls, 
And  death  is  nigh. 

4  The  Spirit  calls  to-day : 

Yield  to  his  power  ; 
Oh,  grieve  him  not  away; 
'Tis  mercy's  hour. 

103  Come,  Sinner,  Come. 

1  Come,  sinner,  come !     Oh,  why,  why  delay  ? 
Hear  thy  Saviour  calling,  haste  away. 
Night  gathers  dark,  and  where  wilt  thou  flee? 
Turn,  oh,  turn  to  Him  who  died  for  thee. 
Eef. — Haste  to  the  cross !  thy  Saviour  is  there; 
Every  sin  and  burden  he  will  bear : 
Low  at  his  feet  with  love  meekly  bow : 
Rest  in  him,  and  he  will  save  thee  now. 


72  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

2  Come,  sinner,  come  !  Oh,  grieve  not  thy  Lord] 
Still  he  gently  culls  thee  :  trust  his  word. 
What  though  thy  sins  as  crimson  may  be? 
Yet  the  cleansing  fountain  flows  for  thee. 

Ref. — Haste  to  the  cross,  etc. 

3  Come,  sinner,  come!    Oh,  why  wilt  thou  roan 
In  the  dreary  desert  far  from  home, 
Hungry  and  cold,  sad  and  oppressed? 

Seek  and  find  in  Jesus  rest — full  rest. 
Ref. — Haste  to  the  cross,  etc. 

4  Come,  sinner,  come !     Oh,  linger  no  more : 
Haste  thee  now  to  enter  Mercy's  door. 
Come,  sinner,  come !    The  time  flies  apace : 
Come,  or  death  may  close  thy  day  of  grace. 

Ref. — Haste  to  the  cross,  etc. 

104  G°d  is  Love. 

1  Come,  let  us  all  unite  to  sing, 

God  is  love ; 
Let  heaven  and  earth  their  praises  bring, 

God  is  love. 
Let  every  soul  from  sin  awake, 
Each  in  his  heart  sweet  music  make, 
And  sing  with  us  for  Jesus'  sake, 

For  God  is  love. 

2  Oh,  tell  to  earth's  remotest  bounds, 

God  is  love ; 
In  Christ  we  have  redemption  found, 

God  is  love. 
His  blood  has  washed  our  sins  away, 
His  Spirit  turned  our  night  to  day; 
And  now  we  can  rejoice  to  say 

That  God  is  love. 

3  How  happy  is  our  portion  here! 

God  is  love ; 
His  promises  our  spirits  cheer; 
God  is  love. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  73 

He  is  our  sun  and  shield  by  day — 
Our  help,  our  hope,  our  strength  and  stay ; 
He  will  be  with  us  all  the  way : 
Our  God  is  love. 

°|l05  Love  Divine.  8s  &  7s. 

1  Love  divine,  all.  love  excelling, 
Joy  of  heaven  to  earth  come  down, 

Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 
All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 

Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion, 
Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 

Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 
Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  oh  breathe,  thy  loving  spirit 
Into  every  troubled  breast ; 

Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest. 

Come,  Almighty  to  deliver ; 
Let  us  all  thy  grace  receive ! 

Suddenly  return,  and  never, 
Nevermore  thy  temples  leave. 

3  Finish,  then,  thy  new  creation: 
Pure  and  spotless  may  we  be ; 

Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation 

Perfectly  secured  by  thee, 
Changed  from  glory  into  glory 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place — 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love  and  praise. 

106  Come,  Shout  Aloud.  C.  m. 

1  Come,  shout  aloud  the  Father's  grace, 
And  sing  the  Saviour's  love ; 
Soon  shall  you  join  the  glorious  theme 
In  loftier  strains  above. 


74  SABBATH-SCHOOL  HYMN8. 

God,  the  eternal  mighty  God, 
To  dearer  names  descends — 

Calls  you  his  treasure  and  his  joy, 
His  children  and  his  friends. 

2  My  Father,  God !  and  may  these  lips 

Pronounce  a  name  so  dear  ? 
Not  thus  could  heaven's  sweet  harmony 

Delight  my  listening  ear. 
Thanks  to  my  God  for  every  gift 

His  bounteous  hands  bestow, 
And  thanks  eternal  for  that  love 

Whence  all  those  comforts  flow. 

107  Thou  art  my  Shepherd. 

1  Thou  art  my  Shepherd, 
Caring  for  all  my  need, 
Thy  little  lamb  to  feed. 

Trusting  thee  still, 
In  the  green  pastures  low, 
Where  living  waters  flow, 
Safe  by  thy  side  I  go, 

Fearing  no  ill. 

2  Or  if  my  way  lie 

Where  death,  o'erhanging  nigh, 
My  soul  would  terrify 

With  sudden  chill, 
Yet  I  am  not  afraid  : 
While  softly  on  my  head 
Thy  tender  hand  is  laid, 

I  fear  no  ill. 

108  My  Shepherd. 

1  Lord,  do  not  leave  me : 
I'm  but  an  erring  child, 
Weak,  pool  and  sin-defiled, 
Afraid,  alone; 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  75 

But  thou  art  strong  and  wise  : 
No  ill  can  thee  surprise; 
Beneath  thy  loving  eyes 
Danger  is  none. 

2  If  thou  wilt  guide  me, 
Gladly  I'll  go  with  thee: 
Xo  harm  can  come  to  me, 

Holding  thy  hand ; 
And  soon  my  weary  feet, 
Safe  in  the  golden  street, 
Where  all  who  love  thee  meet, 

Kedeemed  shall  stand. 


109  Just  Now. 

1  Come  to  Jesus,  come  to  Jesus, 

Come  to  Jesus  just  now ; 
Just  now  come  to  Jesus, 
Come  to  Jesus  just  now. 

2  He  will  save  you,  etc. 

3  He  is  able,  etc. 

4  He  is  willing,  etc. 

5  He  is  waiting,  etc. 

6  He  will  hear  you,  etc. 

7  He  will  cleanse  you,  etc. 

8  He'll  renew  you,  etc. 

9  He'll  forgive  you,  etc. 

10  If  you  trust  him,  etc. 

11  He  will  save  you,  etc. 


76  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

110        Jesus'  Arm  Sustains  Thee. 

1  Jesus'  arm  sustains  thee: 

Peaceful  be,  peaceful  be; 

When  a  hand  restrains  thee, 

Surely  it  is  he. 
Though  the  world  submission  spurns, 
And  from  faith  felly  turns, 
In  his  love  if  thou  abide, 
He  will  be  thy  guide. 

2  Humbly,  uncomplaining, 

In  his  hand,  in  his  hand, 
Leave  whatever  things  thou 

Canst  not  understand. 
Ever  let  his  wisdom  guide, 
And  in  his  love  confide: 
Faithful  hath  he  been  for  years, 
Shaming  all  thy  fears. 

3  Whatsoe'er  betideth. 

Night  or  day,  night  or  day, 
Know  his  love  provideth 

Benefits  alway. 
Every  cross  he  bids  thee  take 
Bravely  bear  for  his  sake  ; 
Humbly  bending  to  his  will, 
Trust  and  love  him  still. 


\\\  Onward  Now ! 

1  Onward  now!  the  trumpet  call  is  sounding; 
Onward  now  !  with  holy  rapture  bounding, 
Heart  and  voice  in  harmony  resounding, 
Sweetly  join  the  chorus  of  the  skies. 

Eef. — Praise  our  God,  who  reigneth  evermore ; 
Praise  our  God  :  his  blessed  name  adore. 
Onward  now !  his  mighty  love  proclaiming, 
Sweetly  join  the  chorus  of  the  skies. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  77 

2  Onward  now  !  be  valiant,  brave  and  daring ; 
Onward  now,  tbe  Christian  armor  wearing ; 
Onward  now  !  the  royal  standard  bearing, 

Let  our  songs  in  happy  concert  rise. 
Ref. — Praise  our  God,  etc. 

3  Onward  now !  our  King  has  gone  before  us : 
Strong  in  him,  our  triumph  will  be  glorious. 
Onward  now !  his  loving  care  is  o'er  us; 

In  his  hand  behold  the  heavenly  prize. 
Ref. — Praise  our  God,  etc. 

4  Onward  now!  be  firm  and  faithful  ever; 
Onward  now,  our  courage  failing  never, 
Looking  home,  beyond  the  silent  river- 
Looking  home,  where  pleasure  never  dies. 

Ref. — Praise  our  God,  etc. 


112  Praise  to  the  Trinity .- 

1  Glory  to  the  Father  give — 
God,  in  whom  we  move  and  live ; 
Children's  prayers  he  deigns  to  hear, 
Children's  songs  delight  his  ear. 

2  Glory  to  the  Son  we  bring — 
Christ,  our  Prophet,  Priest  and  King 
Children,  raise  your  sweetest  strain 
To  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain. 

3  Glory  to  the  Holy  Ghost ! 
He  reclaims  the  sinner  lost : 
Children's  minds  may  he  inspire, 
Touch  their  tongues  with  holy  fire. 

4  Glory  in  the  highest  be 
To  the  blessed  Trinity, 
For  the  gospel  from  above, 

For  the  word  that  "  God  is  love." 


78  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

113  Bringing  in  the  Sheaves. 

1  Sowing  in  the  morning,  sowing  seeds  of  kind- 

ness, 

Sowing  in  the  noon-tide  and  the  dewy  eve  ; 
Waiting  for  the  harvest  and  the  time  of  reap- 
ing, 

We  shall  come  rejoicing,  bringing  in  the 
sheaves. 

Refrain. — Bringing  in  the  sheaves, 
Bringing  in  the  sheaves, 
We  shall  come  rejoicing, 
Bringing  in  the  sheaves. 

2  Sowing  in  the  sunshine,  sowing  in  the  shadows, 

Fearing  neither  clouds  nor  winter's  chilling 

breeze ; 
By  and  by  the  harvest,  and,  the  labor  ended, 
We  shall   come   rejoicing,   bringing   in   the 

sheaves. — Ref. 

3  Go,  then,  ever  weeping,  sowing  for  the  Master, 

Though  the  loss  sustained  our  spirit  often 
grieves ; 
When  our  weeping's  over,  he  will  bid  us  wel- 
come : 
We   shall   come  rejoicing,   bringing   in  the 
sheaves. — Ref. 


114  Bright  Dawns  the  Day. 

1  March  on,  child  of  God,  heart  firm  and  light ; 
God's  love  will  comfort  thee  in  the  darkest 

night. 
Trust  him  in  every  hour,  watch,  hope  and  pray ; 
Jesus  will  strengthen  thee  all  thy  pilgrim  way 

2  March  on,  child  of  God  !     Sin  may  oppose: 
Trust  God  for  victory  over  all  thy  foes ; 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMN'S.  <y 

Christ's  power  will  overcome  death  and  the 

grave; 
Christ  reigns  in  glory  now — reigns  to  bless  and 

save. 

3  March  on,  child  of  God!    Weary  thy  way? 
Toilsome  thy  pilgrimage  ?    Brighter  dawns  the 

day. 
Patient  in  hope  abide — hope,  trust  and  love ; 
Walk  with  thy  Saviour  here,  reign  with  him 

above. 

4  March  on,  child  of  God!  Heaven  shines  beyond; 
Mansions  are  waiting  thee  :  nevermore  despond. 
Here  all  thy  burdens  bear,  there  lay  them  down  ; 
Jesus  will  welcome  thee  with  a  heavenly  crown. 


115       Press  Forward  and  Fear  Not.         ns. 

1  Press  forward  and  fear  not !    The  billows  may 

roll, 
But  the  power  of  Jesus  their  rage  can  control ; 
Though  waves  rise  in  anger,  their  tumult  shall 

cease : 
One  word  of  his  bidding  shall  hush  them  to 

peace. 

Rkf. — Press  forward  and  fear  not !     Be  strong  in 

the  Lord, 
In  the  power  of  his  promise,  the  truth  of 

his  word ; 
Through  the  sea  and  the  desert  our  path- 

way  may  tend, 
But  He  who  hath  saved  us  will  save  to 

the  end. 

2  Press  forward  and  fear  not !    Though  danger 

be  near, 
The  Lord  is  our  refuge :  whom,  then,  shall  we 
fear? 


80  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

His  staff  is  our  comfort :  our  safeguard  his  rod : 
Then   let   as  be  steadfast,  and   trust  in  our 
God. — Ref. 

3  Press  forward  and  fear  not !    We'll  hold  on  our 

way. 
Why  should  we  e'er  shrink  from  our  path  in 

dismay  ? 
We  tread  but  the  road  which  our  Leader  has 

trod, 
Then   let   us  press  forward,  and  trust  in  oui 

God.— Ref. 


116  Fear  Not! 

1  Fear  not !  God  is  thy  shield, 

And  lie  thy  great  reward  ; 
His  might  has  won  the  held  : 
Thy  strength  is  in  the  Lord. 

Refrain. — Fear  not !  Tis  God's  own  voice 

That  speaks  to  thee  this  word ; 
Lift  up  thy  head:  rejoice 
In  Jesus  Christ  thy  Lord. 

2  Fear  not,  for  God  has  heard 

The  cry  of  thy  drstress; 
The  water  of  his  word 
Thy  fainting  soul  shall  bless.— Ref. 

3  Fear  not !  be  not  dismayed ' 

He  evermore  will  be 
With  thee,  to  give  his  aid. 
And  he  will  strengthen  thee. — Ref. 

4  Fear  not.  ye  little  flock  : 

Your  Saviour  soon  will  come, 
The  glory  to  uulock 

And  bring  you  to  his  home. — Ref. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL.  HYMNS.  81 

117  Take  me,  O  my  Father. 

1  Take  me,  0  ray  Father,  take  me ! 

Take  me ;  save  me,  through  thy  Son  ; 
That  which  thou  wouldst  have  me  make  me : 

Let  thy  will  in  me  he  done. 
Long  from  thee  my  footsteps  straying, 

Thorny  proved  the  way  I  trod ; 
Weary  come  I  now,  and  praying : 

Take  me  to  thy  love,  my  God. 

2  Fruitless  years  with  grief  recalling. 

Humbly  I  confess  my  sin  ; 
At  thy  feet,  O  Father,  falling, 

To  thy  household  take  me  in. 
Freely  now  to  thee  I  proffer 

This  relenting  heart  of  mine ; 
Freely  life  and  soul  I  offer — 

Gift  unworthy  love  like  thine. 

3  Once  the  world's  Redeemer,  dying, 

Bare  our  sins  upon  the  tree ; 
On  that  sacrifice  relying, 

Now  I  look  in  hope  to  thee. 
Father,  take  me,  all  forgiving, 

Fold  me  to  thy  loving  breast ! 
In  thy  love  for  ever  living, 

I  must  be  for  ever  blest. 


118     Now  the  Sowing  and  the  Weeping. 

1  Now  the  sowing  and  the  weeping, 
Working  hard  and  waiting  long; 
Afterward  the  golden  reaping, 
Harvest  home  and  grateful  song. 

Refrain. — Then  work,  work  for  Jesus ; 

Toil  through  the  cloud  or  sun 
Till  the  Master  bids  thee  rest 

From  labor  when  thy  work  is  done. 
6 


82  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

2  Now  the  pruning,  sharp,  unsparing, 

Scattered  blossom,  bleeding  shoot; 
Afterward  the  plenteous  bearing 

Of  the  Master's  pleasant  fruit. — Ref. 

3  Now  the  long  and  toilsome  duty, 

Stone  by  stone  to  carve  and  bring; 
Afterward  the  perfect  beauty 
Of  the  palace  of  the  King. — Ref. 

4  Now  the  spirit  conflict-riven, 

Wounded  heart,  unequal  strife ; 
Afterward  the  triumph  given. 

And  the  victor-crown  of  life. — Ref. 

5  Now  the  training,  strange  and  lowly, 

Unexplained  and  tedious  now; 
Afterward  the  service  holy. 

And  the  Master's  "Enter  thou  !" — Ref. 

119  Press  Toward  the  Mark. 

1  r.T.vo  out  the  word  from  Christ  the  Lord — 

Our  Captain  in  the  skies — 
To  all  the  saved  who  have  believed: 
"  Press  toward  the  mark  for  the  prize!" 

Ref. — Press  toward  the  mark  for  the  prize! 
Press  toward  the  mark  for  the  prize! 
Let  us   suffer  with    him,  and  the  "Well 

done  "  win  : 
Press  toward  the  mark  for  the  prize  ! — Ref 

2  He'll  give  the  grace  to  win  the  race 

To  him  who  bravely  tries; 
For  Jesus'  sake  the  message  take: 
"Press  toward  the  mark  for  the  prize  !" — Rei 

3  Keep,  then,  the  road  :  fight  on  for  God, 

Though  enemies  arise ; 
The  Lord  with  thee  thy  strength  shall  be: 
"Press  toward  the  mark  for  the  prize  !" — Rei 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  83 

4  Bear,  then,  the  cross:  count  all  things  loss-, 
On  Jesus  fix  your  eyes ; 
Till  Christ  has  come,  till  heaven  is  won, 

"Press  toward  the  mark  for  the  prize !" — Kef. 

120  Stand  Up  for  Jesus  !  7s  &  6s 

1  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

Ye  soldiers  of  the  cross  ! 
Lift  high  his  royal  banner  : 

It  must  not  sutler  loss. 
From  victory  unto  victory 

His  army  shall  he  lead 
Till  every  foe  is  vanquished 

And  Christ  is  Lord  indeed. 

2  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus ! 

The  trumpet  call  obey ; 
Forth  to  the  mighty  conflict, 

In  this  his  glorious  day. 
**  Ye  that  are  men,  now  serve  him  " 

Against  unnumbered  foes ; 
Your  courage  rise  with  danger, 

And  strength  to  strength  oppoae. 

3  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus ! 

Stand  in  his  strength  alone  : 
The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you  ; 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own. 
Put  on  the  gospel-armor, 

And,  watching  unto  prayer, 
Where  duty  calls,  or  danger, 

Be  never  wanting  there. 

4  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus ! 

The  strife  will  not  be  long : 
This  day  the  noise  of  battle ; 

The  next,  the  victor's  song. 
To  him  that  overcometh 

A  crown  of  life  shall  be ; 


84  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

He  with  the  King  of  glory 
Shall  reign  eternally. 

121  Hear  the  Master  Say. 

1  Hear  the  Muster  say,  "Go  and  work  today, 

For  the  lab'rers  still  are  few." 

Shall  his  earnest  cry  pass  unheeded  by, 

When  there's  work  for  all  to  do? 
He  has  need  of  thee,  and  his  urgent  plea 

Is,  "  The  harvest  now  is  white  :" 
Let  us  quickly  haste,  lest  the  sheaves  lie  waste. 
For  too  soon  will  come  the  night. 
Kef. — Hear  the  Master  say, "  Go  and  work  to-day, 
For  the  lah'rers  still  are  few." 
Shall  his  earnest  cry  pass  unheeded  by, 
When  there's  work  for  all  to  do  ? 

2  Go !  the  hungry  feed,  and  the  weary  lead 

To  the  rest  of  Jesus'  love. 
Though  your  strength  be  small,  God  is  over  all 

With  a  blessing  from  above. 
Seek  for  souls  to  win  from  the  ways  of  sin  ; 

Work  with  cheerful  heart,  and  true; 
And  the  jewels  rare,  that  have  been  your  care. 

Shall  at  last  be  given  to  you. — Ref. 

3  Go  and  work  to-day  !     Oh,  do  not  delay, 

For  the  night  is  coming  on  ; 
And  the  least  you  do  shall  be  blest  to  you, 

If  for  Jesus  it  is  done. 
Though  the  seeds  that  fall  may  be  few  aud  small. 

They  shall  not  be  sown  in  vain  : 
In  the  garnered  sheaves,  which  the  Lord  re- 
ceives, 

Will  be  found  the  ripened  grain. — Ref. 

122  Forth  to  the  Fight. 

1  Forth  to  the  fight,  ye  ransomed! 
Mighty  in  God's  own  might. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  85 

Stemming  the  tide  of  battle, 
Routing  the  hosts  of  night. 
Kef. — Lift  ye  the  blood-red  banner, 
Wield  ye  the  Spirit's  sword, 
Raise  ye  the  Christian's  war-cry: 

"  The  cross  of  Christ  the  Lord. !'"  Amen. 

2  Fight,  for  the  Lord  is  o'er  you — 

Fight,  for  he  bids  you  fight : 
There  where  the  fray  is  thickest 

Close  with  the  hosts  of  night. — Kef. 

3  Fear  not  the  din  of  battle : 

Follow  where  he  has  trod, 
Perfecting  strength  in  weakness — 
Jesus,  incarnate  God. — Kef. 

|23        Onward,  Christian  Soldiers. 

1  Onward,  Christian  soldiers, 

Marching  as  to  war, 
With  the  cross  of  Jesus 

Going  on  before. 
Christ,  the  royal  Master, 

Leads  against  the  foe : 
Forward  into  battle 

See  his  banner  go. 

Refrain. — Onward,  Christian  soldiers, 
Marching  as  to  war, 
With  the  cross  of  Jesus 
Going  on  before. 

2  Like  a  mightv  armv 

Moves  the  Church  of  God : 
Brothers,  we  are  treading 

Where  the  saints  have  trod. 
We  are  not  divide^  ; 

All  one  body  we — 
One  in  hope,  in  doctrine, 

One  in  charity. — Kef. 


86  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

3  Crowns  and  thrones  may  perish, 

Kingdoms  rise  and  wane, 
But  the  Church  of  Jesus 

Constant  will  remain  ; 
Gates  of  hell  can  never 

'Gainst  that  Church  prevail: 
We  have  Christ's  own  promise, 

And  that  cannot  fail. — Ref. 

4  Onward,  then,  ye  faithful, 

Join  our  happy  throng; 
Blend  with  ours  your  voices 
In  the  triumph-song. 
"Glory,  laud  and  honor 

Unto  Christ  the  King" — 
This,  through  countless  ages, 
Men  and  angels  sing. — Ref. 


124  Gather  them  In. 

1  Gather  them  in,  for  there  yet  is  room 

At  the  feast  that  the  King  has  spread; 
Oh,  gather  them  in — let  his  house  be  filled, 
And  the  hungry  and  poor  be  fed. 

Ref. — Out  in  the  highway,  out  in  the  byway, 
Out  in  the  dark  paths  of  sin, 
Go  forth,  go  forth,  with  a  loving  heart, 
And  gather  the  wanderers  in. 

2  Gather  them  in,  for  there  yet  is  room  ; 

But  our  hearts  how  they  throb  with  pain 
To  think  of  the  many  who  slight  the  call 
That  may  never  be  heard  again  ! — Ref. 

3  Gather  them  in,  for  there  yet  is  room: 

'Tis  a  message  from  God  above; 
Oh,  gather  them  in  to  the  fold  of  grace, 
And  the  arms  of  the  Saviour's  love. — Ref. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  87 

125  Each  Day  to  Live  for  Jesus. 

1  Each  day  to  live  for  Jesus ! 

How  blessed  life  would  be, 
If  gratefully,  dear  Saviour, 

We  gave  each  day  to  thee ! 
Thy  love  to  us,  so  boundless, 

We  never  can  repay, 
But  we  a  loving  service 

May  render  day  by  day. 

2  Each  day  to  speak  for  Jesus, 

With  sympathy  and  love, 
To  those  who're  sorely  tempted, 

Aud  bid  them  look  above, 
Where  Christ,  the  only  Eefuge, 

Is  waiting  to  receive 
All  those  who  need  a  helper, 

And  on  his  name  believe. 

3  Each  day  to  work  for  Jesus — 

To  try,  for  his  dear  sake, 
Wherever  he  has  placed  us, 

The  bread  of  life  to  break ; 
To  do  some  deed  of  kindness, 

Another's  burden  bear, 
And  with  the  poor  and  needy 

Our  blessings  freely  share. 

4  Then  help  us  all,  dear  Saviour, 

This  blessed  life  to  know — 
Our  hearts  with  love  o'erflowing, 

Each  day  like  thee  to  grow ; 
Thy  Spirit  dwelling  in  us, 
.  May  this  our  mission  be — 
In  consecrated  service 

To  give  ourselves  to  thee„ 

126  Who  hath  Sorrow  ? 

1  Who  hath  sorrow  ?  who  hath  woe  ? 

Who  hath  babbling?  who  hath  strife? 


88  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

Who  to  swift  destruction  go, 
Turning  from  the  path  of  life  ? 
Eefeain.— Who  hath  sorrow?  who  hath  woe? 
They  that  tarry  V>ng  at  the  wine. 
Who  hath  sorrow?  who  hath  woe? 
They  that  tarry  long  at  the  wine. 

2  They  that  tarry  at  the  wine, 

They  that  love  the  feast  and  song, 
They  that  fiery  drinks  combine, 
Early  haste  and  tarry  long. — Ref. 

3  Drinker,  turn,  and  leave  the  bowl : 

Drunkards  cannot  enter  heav'n. 
Christ  hath  died  to  save  thy  soul ; 
Flee  to  him,  and  be  forgiven. — Ref. 

U27  Yield  not  to  the  Tempter. 

1  Yield  not  to  the  tempter  ; 

Pass  by  and  be  free  ; 
For  yielding  is  ruin 

And  sorrow  for  thee. 
Why  should  you  now  barter 

The  jewel  of  youth 
With  shame  for  your  honor 

And  wrong  for  the  truth  ? 

Refrain.— Yield  not  to  the  tempter; 
Pass  by  and  be  free  ; 
For  yielding  is  ruin 
And  sorrow  for  thee. 

2  Yield  not  to  the  tempter  ; 

Turn  quickly  away; 
Go  mingle  with  honor 

In  life's  busy  fray. 
Fall  not  from  your  station, 

Whatever  it  be ; 
Keep  clear  from  the  danger 

That  beckons  to  thee. — Ref. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  89 

3  Yield  not  to  the  tempter; 

Be  firm  and  be  true  ; 
And  God  in  your  weakness 

Your  strength  shall  renew. 
To  him  your  petition 

Send  up  day  by  day ; 
God  giveth  the  victory  : 

Watch  then  while  you  pray. — Ref. 

128  Christmas.  C.  M. 

1  Awake,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigor  on  ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  wituesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey ; 

Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 

And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  "Pis  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye. 

4  Blest  Saviour,  introduced  by  thee, 

Have  I  my  race  begun, 
And,  crowned  with  victory,  at  thy  feet 
I'll  lay  my  laurels  down. 

129  Laban.  S.  M- 

1  My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard; 
Ten  thousand  foes  arise ; 

And  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  Oh,  watch  and  fight  and  pray ! 
The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er ; 

Benew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 


90  SABBATH-SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 

Nor  lay  thine  armor  down  ; 
Thine  arduous  work  will  not  be  done 
Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 

4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 

Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God; 
He'll  take  thee,  at  thy  parting  breath, 
Up  to  his  blest  abode. 

130  Bishop.  L.  M 

1  Go,  labor  on  ;  spend  and  be  spent, 

Thy  joy  to  do  the  Father's  will; 
It  is  the  way  the  Master  went : 

Should  not  the  servant  tread  it  still? 

2  Go,  labor  on  ;  'tis  not  for  naught : 

Thine  earthly  loss  is  heavenly  gain. 
Men  heed  thee,  love  thee,  praise  tbee  not; 
The  Master  praises  :  what  are  men? 

3  Go,  labor  on,  enough,  while  here, 

If  he  shall  praise  thee — if  he  deign 
Thy  willing  heart  to  mark  and  cheer; 
No  toil  for  him  shall  be  in  vain. 

4  Toil  on,  and  in  thy  toil  rejoice: 

For  toil  comes  rest ;  for  exile,  home. 
Soon  shalt  thou  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice, 
The  midnight  peal:  "Behold,  I  come!" 

131  Stockwell.  83  &  7at 

1  He  that  goeth  forth  with  weeping, 

Bearing  precious  seed  in  love, 
Never  tiring,  never  sleeping, 
Findeth  mercy  from  above. 

2  Soft  descend  the  dews  of  heaven, 

Bright  the  rays  celestial  shine; 
Precious  fruits  will  thus  be  given 
Through  an  influence  all  divine. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL  HYMNS.  91 

3  Sow  thy  seed ;  be  never  weary ; 

Let  no  fears  thy  soul  annoy  ; 
Be  the  prospect  ne'er  so  dreary, 
Thou  shalt  reap  the  fruits  of  joy. 

4  Lo  !  the  scene  of  verdure  brightening, 

See  the  rising  grain  appear. 
Look  again  :  the  fields  are  whitening, 
For  the  harvest-time  is  near. 

32  Pleyel's  Hymn.  7s. 

1  Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  ye  journey  sweetly  sing — 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  We  are  traveling  home  to  God 
In  the  way  our  fathers  trod; 
They  are  happy  now.  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Fear  not,  brethren  ;  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  our  land  : 
Jesus  Christ,  our  Father's  Son, 
Bids  us  undismayed  go  on. 

33  Temperance  Bells. 

1  Hark!  the  temperance  bells  are  ringing; 

Joyous  music  fills  the  air  ; 
Strength  and  hope  their  tones  are  bringing 
To  the  homes  where  dwelt  despair. 
Refrain. — Hear  the  bells— joyous  bells! — 
Chime  the  anthem  of  the  free ; 
Hear  the  bells — merry  bells ! — 
Sound  the  temperance  jubilee. 

2  Long  the  tyrant  foe  hath  taken 

Cherished  loved  ones  for  his  own  , 
Xow  his  cruel  power  is  shaken  : 
Soon  will  fall  his  tottering  throne. — Kef. 


92  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

3  Brothers,  come  !  the  hosts  are  forming; 
Sisters,  join  the  proud  array  ; 
Bright  the  hills  with  tints  of  morning, 
Dawning  of  a  better  day. — Ref. 

134  Work-Song.  7s,  6s  4 

1  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming: 

Work  through  the  morning  hours; 
Work  while  the  dew  is  sparkling; 

Work  'mid  springing  flowers; 
Work  when  the  day  grows  brighter; 

Work  in  the  glowing  sun  ; 
Work,  for  tbe  night  is  coming, 

When  man's  work  is  done. 

2  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming  : 

Work  through  the  sunny  noon ; 
Fill  brightest  hours  with  labor : 

Best  comes  sure  and  soon  ; 
Give  every  flying  minute 

Something  to  keep  in  store  ; 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

When  man  works  no  more. 

3  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming 

Under  the  sunset  skies; 
While  their  bright  tints  are  glowing, 

Work,  for  daylight  flies; 
Work  till  the  last  beam  fadeth — 

Fadeth  to  shine  no  more  ; 
Work  while  the  night  is  darkening, 

When  man's  work  is  o'er. 

135  vigil.  s.  i 

1  Ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 
Each  in  his  office  wait, 
Observant  of  his  heavenly  word, 
And  watchful  at  his  gate.. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS.  93 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 

And  trim  the  golden  flame ; 
Gird  up  your  loins  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch  !  'tis  your  Lord's  command; 

And  while  we  speak  he's  near  : 
Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  Oh,  happy  servant  he, 

In  such  a  posture  found  ; 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
And  be  with  honor  crowned. 

g  Brigham.  S.  M. 

1  The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is : 

I  shall  be  well  supplied ; 
Since  he  is  mine  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heavenly  pasture  grows, 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
.  For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear  ; 
Though  I  should  walk  through  death/a 
dark  shade, 
My  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  Amid  surrounding  foes 

Thou  dost  my  table  spread ; 
My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 


94  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

6  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  following  days; 
Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove. 
Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 

137  Kentucky.  Sj 

1  A  charge  to  keep  I  have, 

A  God  to  glorify. 
A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky. 

2  To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfill — 
Oh,  may  it  all  my  powers  engage 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  Bight  to  live; 
And  oh.  thy  servant.  Lord,  prepare    * 
A  strict  account  to  give. 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely, 
Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 
I  shall  for  ever  die. 

138  We  Plough  the  Fields.  :s  & 
1  We  plough  the  fields  and  scatter 

The  good  seed  on  the  land, 
But  it  is  fed  and  watered 

By  God's  almighty  hand  : 
He  sends  the  snow  in  winter, 

The  warmth  to  swell  the  grain. 
The  breezes  and  the  sunshine 
And  soft  refreshing  rain. 
EEF. — All  good  gifts  around  us 

Are  sent  from  heaven  above; 
Then    thank    the    Lord — oh,    thank   t 
Lord — 
For  all  his  love ! 


SABBATH-SCHOOL  HYMNS.  95 

2  He  only  is  the  Maker 

Of  all  things  near  and  far  ; 
He  paints  the  'wayside  flower, 

He  lights  the  evening  star; 
The  winds  and  waves  obey  him, 

By  him  the  birds  are  fed  ; 
Much  more  to  us,  his  children, 

He  gives  our  daily  bread. — Kef. 

3  We  thank  thee,  then,  O  Father, 

For  all  things  bright  and  good — 
The  seed-time  and  the  harvest, 

Our  life,  our  health,  our  food. 
Accept  the  gift  we  offer 

For  all  thy  love  imparts, 
And,  what  thou  most  desirest, 

Our  humble,  thankful  hearts. — Eef. 

139  On  the  Mountain's  Top.      8s,  7s  &  4 

1  On  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 

Lo  !  the  sacred  herald  stands, 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing— 
Zion  long  in  hostile  lands. 

Mourning  captive ! 
God  himself  will  loose  thy  bands, 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful  ? 

Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved  ? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved  ? 

Cease  thy  mourning : 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee ; 

He  himself  appears  thy  Friend ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee ; 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end; 

Great  deliverance 
Zion's  Xing  vouchsafes  to  send. 


96  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

4  Enemies  no  more  shall  trouble ; 

All  thy  wrongs  shall  be  redressed ; 
For  thy  shame  thou  shalt  have  double, 
In  thy  Maker's  favor  blessed ; 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest;. 

140      Go  Bear  the  J°yful  Tidings. 

1  Go  bear  the  joyful  tidings 

That  first  on  Judah's  plain 
Awoke  the  wond'ring  shepherds 

To  praise  Messiah's  name ; 
Exalt  the  King  of  glory, 

Who  left  his  throne  on  high 
And  came  on  earth,  a  ransom, 
For  guilty  man  to  die. 
Refrain. — Go  sound  the  gospel  trumpet 
Beyond  the  rolling  sea, 
From  chains  of  sin  and  darkness 
To  set  the  captive  free. 

2  Go  in  your  Master's  vineyard, 

And  labor  heart  and  hand  ; 
The  word  of  life  eternal 

Proclaim  to  ev'ry  land — 
The  sweet  and  precious  promise 

To  all  who  will  believe : 
Free  grace  and  full  salvation 

For  all  who  will  receive. — Ref. 

3  Go  tell  the  broken  spirit 

That  vainly  sighs  for  rest 
There  is  a  home  in  glory — 

A  home  for  ever  blest ; 
Go  bring  the  lost  to  Jesus, 

His  tender  love  to  share  ; 
Go  forth  to  every  nation  : 

Immortal  souls  are  there. — Ref. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  97 

4  Haste  on  your  work  of  mercy : 

The  heavenly  call  obey ; 
Go  in  the  strength  of  Jesus, 

The  true  and  living  Way  ; 
Go  like  the  old  disciples, 

And  tread  the  path  they  trod. 
Your  duty  lies  before  you  ; 

Go !  Leave  the  rest  to  God. — Eef. 

141  Missionary  Hymn.  7S  &  6s. 

1  Fkom  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Eoll  down  their  golden  sand, 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile? 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown  ; 
The  heathen,  in  his  blindness, 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high — 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 
Salvation  !  oh,  salvation  ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 

142  Webb.  7s&6s. 
1  The  morning  light  is  breaking  ; 

The  darkness  disappears ; 

7 


98  SARBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 

To  penitential  tears. 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar 
Of  nations  in  commotion, 

Prepared  fur  Zion's  war. 

2  See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above, 
While  sinners,  now  confessing, 

The  gospel-call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing, 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

3  Blest  river  of  salvation, 

Pursue  thine  onward  way; 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay — 
Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their  home; 
Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim,  "The  Lord  is  come!" 

143     Give  !  'tis  tne  Saviour's  Precept. 
1  Give!  'tis  the  Saviour's  precept — 

<  Jive  from  your  bounteous  store ; 
Give  to  the  poor  and  needy  : 

Gladly  your  offerings  pour! 
Round  us  our  hungry  brothel's 

Ask  of  our  kindly  hand; 
Ever  the  cry  of  sorrow 
Echoes  throughout  the  land. 
Eef. — Give!    Give!    Give  tothe poorandneed 
God  will  repay  your  love  ; 
Give!      Give!      Give,   and  your  bless 
treasures 
Lay  ye  up  in  heaven  above. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  99 

2  Give,  for  your  gifts  are  welcome ; 

Give,  though  the  gift  be  small ; 
Give,  for  a  willing  giver 

God  loveth  best  of  all. 
Xone  are  so  poor  and  needy 

That  they  can  nothing  spare; 
Hark  to  the  cries  for  pity. 

Hark  to  the  orphan's  prayer. — Ref. 

|_44  Cheerfully  Give. 

1  Cheerfully  give,  cheerfully  give — 

Give  for  the  cause  of  the  Lord. 
Give  from  the  heart,  and  willingly  too; 
Give  as  the  Lord  hath  given  to  you ; 
Something  for  Jesus  you  all  may  do  ; 

Blessings  shall  be  your  reward. 

2  Cheerfully  give,  cheerfully  give  ; 

Lay  up  your  treasures  above. 
All  that  you  give  is  written  on  high  ; 
Riches  beyond  for  yon  it  will  buy — ■ 
Riches  eternal  in  yonder  sky. 

Give  for  the  Master  in  love. 

3  Cheerfully  give,  cheerfully  give — 

Give  with  a  liberal  hand. 
Give  for  the  cause  of  Jesus,  your  Friend : 
God  will  return  you  more  than  you  lend : 
Blessings  divine  unto  you  will  send. 

Give  with  a  liberal  hand. 

145  Happy  are  We. 

1  Happy  are  we— God's  own  little  flock — 
Sheltered  so  close  in  the  cleft  of  the  Rock. 
Far  above  storm  or  danger  or  shock, 

Happy  are  we  in  Jesus. 

2  What  shall  we  do  for  the  Master  so  dear? 
Oh,  there  are  many  in  need  of  our  cheer, 


100  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

Souls  that   know  nothing   but   darkness  an 
fear — 
Souls  in  the  dark  without  Jesus. 

3  Many  he  has  who  are  not  of  this  fold, 
Out  in  the  storm  and  the  pitiless  cold ; 
These  we  will  win  by  our  prayers  and  our  gold 

Win  them  to  love  our  Jesus. 

4  Over  the  mountains  and  over  the  seas, 
Lovingly,  joyfully,  speed  we  to  these. 
Seeking  to  save  them  by  tenderest  pleas — 

Save  by  the  blood  of  Jesus. 

5  Joyfully,  then,  let  us  spread  the  glad  news : 
Never  this  service  for  Jesus  refuse ; 
Never  a  moment  to  work  for  him  lose. 

Joyfully  work  for  Jesus. 


146  Groton.  C 

1  Jesus,  immortal  Kins,  arise — 

Rise  and  assert  thy  sway. 
.Till  earth,  subdued,  its  tribute  bring, 
And  distant  lands  obey. 

2  Ride  forth,  victorious  Conqueror,  ride, 

Till  all  thy  foes  submit, 
And  all  the  powers  of  hell  resign 
Their  trophies  at  thy  feet. 

3  Send  forth  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly 

This  spacious  earth  around, 

Till  every  soul  beneath  the  sun 

Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound. 

4  From  sea  to  sea.  from  shore  to  shore, 

May  Jesus  be  adored, 
And  earth,  with  all  her  millions,  shout 
Hosanuas  to  the  Lord. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  101 

|47  Standing  at  the  Portal. 

1  Standing  at  the  portal  of  the  opening  year, 
Words  of  comfort  meet  us,  hushing  every  fear, 
Spoken  through  the  silence  by  our   Father's 

voice, 
j.     Tender,  strong  and  faithful,  making  us  rejoice. 

Ref. — Onward,  then,  and  fear  not,  children  of 
the  day, 
For    his  word    shall    never,    never  pass 
away.     Amen. 

2  For  the  year  before  us,  oh,  what  rich  supplies ! 
For  the  poor  and  needy  living  streams  shall 

rise; 
For  the  sad  and  sinful  shall  his  grace  abound ; 
For  the  faint  and  feeble  perfect  strength  be 

found. — Kef. 

i|3  He  will  never  fail  us,  he  will  not  forsake ; 
His  eternal  covenant  he  will  never  break. 
Resting  on  his  promise,  what  have  we  to  fear? 
God  is  all-sufficient  for  the  coming  year. — Ref. 

148  The  Water  of  Life. 

1  Jesus  the  water  of  life  will  give, 

Freely,  freely,  freely, 
Jesus  the  water  of  life  will  give 

Freely  to  those  that  love  him. 
Come  to  that  fountain,  oh  drink  and  live, 

Freely,  freely,  freely, 
Come  to  that  fountain,  oh  drink  and  live, 

Flowing  for  those  that  love  him. 

Ref. — The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  say  come, 
Freely,  freely,  freely; 
And  he  that  is  thirsty,  let  him  come, 
And  drink  of  the  water  of  life. 


102  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

The  fountain  of  life  is  flowing, 

Flowing,  freely  flowing, 
The  fountain  of  life  is  flowing, 

Is  flowing  for  you  and  for  me. 

2  Jesus  has  promised  a  home  in  heaven, 

Freely,  freely,  freely. 
Jesus  has  promised  a  home  in  heaven, 

Freely  to  those  that  love  him; 
Treasures  unfading  will  there  be  given, 

Freely,  freely,  freely. 
Treasures  unfading  will  there  be  given, 

Freely  to  those  that  love  him. — Kef. 

3  Jesus  has  promised  a  robe  of  white, 

Freely,  freely,  freely, 
Jesus  has  promised  a  robe  of  white. 

Freely  to  those  that  love  him: 
Kingdoms  of  irlory  and  crowns  of  light, 

Freely,  freely,  freely. 
Kingdoms  of  glory  and  crowns  of  light, 

Freely  to  those  that  love  him. — Kef. 

4  Jesus  has  promised  a  ealm  repose, 

Freely,  freely,  freely, 
Jesus  has  promised  a  calm  repose, 

Freely  to  all  that  love  him  ; 
Come  to  the  water  of  life  that  flows, 

Freely,  freely,  freely. 
Come  to  the  water  of  life  that  flows, 

Freely  to  all  that  love  him.— Ref. 

149  With  Broken  Heart. 

1  With  broken  heart  and  contrite  sigh, 
A  trembling  sinner,  Lord,  I  cry  : 
Thy  pardoning  grace  is  rich  and  free: 
O  God  !  be  merciful  to  me  ! 

2  I  smite  upon  my  troubled  breast, 
With  deep  and  conscious  gilt  oppressed  ; 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  103 

Christ  and  his  cross  my  only  plea  ; 
O  God  !  be  merciful  to  me ! 

3  Far  off  I  stand  with  tearful  eyes. 
Nor  dare  uplift  them  to  the  skies ; 
But  thou  dost  all  my  anguish  see ; 
O  God !  he  merciful  to  me  ! 

4  Nor  alms,  nor  deeds  that  I  have  done, 
Can  for  a  single  sin  atone ; 

To  Calvary  alone  I  flee ; 
O  God  !  be  merciful  to  me ! 


[50  Suffer  Little  Children. 

1  What  did  our  Lord  and  Saviour  say 
When  others  wished  to  drive  us  away? 

Ref. — Suffer  little  children  to  come  unto  me : 
Of  such  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven. 

2  What  did  he  say  who  from  above 

Came  down  to  teach  us  kindness  and  love  ? 
Eef. — Suffer,  etc. 

3  What  were  the  words  of  him  who  bled, 
Nailed  to  the  cross,  with  thorns  on  his  head 

Ref. — Sufl'er,  etc. 

4  What  did  he  say  whose  Spirit  shed 
Hope  for  the  living,  life  for  the  dead  ? 

Ref. — Suffer,  etc. 

5  If  on  his  mercy  we  rely, 

What  will  his  words  be  when  we  die9 
Ref.— Suffer,  etc. 


151  The  Children's  Saviour. 

1  Jesus  is  our  loving  Saviour, 

He  our  best,  our  constant,  Friend ; 


104  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

In  his  service  life  is  pleasure, 

For  he  lovetfa  to  the  end. 

Loving  Saviour, 

Here  we  at  thy  footstool  bend. 

2  Jesus  is  the  sinners1  Saviour  : 

'Twas  for  them  he  shed  his  blood; 
Died  that  poor  and  needy  sinners 
Might  be  reconciled  to  God. 

Dying  Saviour, 
Searing  thus  our  sinful  load. 

3  Jesus  is  the  children's  Saviour. 

"Sutter  them,"  he  says,  "to  come;" 
If  they  seek  his  face  and  favor, 

They  shall  share  his  heavenly  home, 

Risen  Saviour! 
Nevermore  from  thee  to  roam. 

4  Loving,  suffering,  dying  Saviour, 

Risen,  glorious  on  thy  throne, 
Haste  the  day  when  every  idol 
Shall  by  truth  be  overthrown, 

And  the  kingdoms 
Of  the  earth  to  thee  belong. 

152  Lebanon.  S.  M.  Di 

1  I  WAS  a  wandering  sheep; 

I  did  not  love  the  fold ; 
I  did  not  love  my  Shepherd's  voice; 

I  would  not  be  controlled. 
I  was  a  wayward  child; 

I  did  not  love  my  home ; 
I  did  not  love  my  Father's  voice ; 

I  loved  afar  to  roam. 

2  The  Shepherd  sought  his  sheep, 

The  Father  sought  his  child  ; 
He  followed  me  o'er  vale  and  hill, 
O'er  deserts  waste  and  wild. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS.  105 

He  found  me  nigh  to  death, 
Famished  and  faint  and  lone ; 

He  bound  me  with  the  bands  of  love, 
He  saved  the  wandering  one. 

3  Jesus  ray  Shepherd  is  ; 

'Twas  he  that  loved  my  soul, 
'Twas  he  that  washed  me  in  his  blood, 

'Twas  he  that  made  me  whole ; 
'Twas  he  that  sought  the  lost, 

That  found  the  wandering  sheep ; 
'Twas  he  that  brought  me  to  the  fold, 

'Tis  he  that  still  doth  keep. 

4  No  more  a  wandering  sheep, 

I  love  to  be  controlled  ; 
I  love  my  tender  Shepherd's  voice ; 

I  love  the  peaceful  fold. 
No  more  a  wayward  child, 

I  seek  no  more  to  roam ; 

1  love  my  heavenly  Father's  voice, 
I  love,  I  love  his  home. 

3  Olivet.  6s  &  4s. 

•  1  My  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary, 

Saviour  divine ! 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray : 
Take  all  my  guilt  away ; 
Oh,  let  me  from  this  day 

Be  wholly  thine. 

2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart, 

My  zeal  inspire ; 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
Oh,  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  warm  and  changeless  be, 

A  living  fire. 


106  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

3  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  Guide  : 

Bid  darkness  turn  to  day, 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away. 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 
From  thee  aside. 

4  When  ends  life's  transient  dream, 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll, 
Blest  Saviour,  then  in  love 
Fear  and  distrust  remove  ; 
Oh,  bear  rne  safe  above, 

A  ransomed  soul. 

154  Gentle  Jesus. 

1  Gentle  Jesus,  Saviour  mild. 
Hear  thy  lowly,  suppliant  child: 
Nothing  bring  I  to  thy  feet. 
Naught  for  thine  acceptance  meet 
But  a  soul  for  sin  distressed  : 
Gentle  Jesus,  give  it  rest. 

2  In  this  dreary  vale  below 
Thou  hast  trod  a  path  of  woe : 
Thou  hast  known  the  dreadful  power 
Of  the  tempter's  evil  hour ; 

Felt  the  time  of  gloom  and  fear ; 
Shed,  like  us,  the  bitter  tear. 

3  Now  I  bend  before  thy  throne, 
All  my  guilt  and  folly  own  : 
Yet  with  earnest  heart  I  plead 
Comfort,  pardon  in  my  need; 
This  my  plea,  and  naught  beside: 
Gentle  Jesus,  thou  hast  died. 

155  Summer  Suns  are  Glowing. 
1  Summer  suns  are  glowing 

Over  land  and  sea  : 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  107 

Happy  light  is  flowing, 

Bountiful  and  free. 
Everything  rejoices 

In  the  mellow  rays  ; 
All  earth's  thousand  voices 

Swell  the  psalm  of  praise. 

2  God's  free  mercy  streameth 
Over  all  the  world, 

And  his  banner  gleameth, 

Everywhere  unfurled. 
Broad  and  deep  and  glorious, 

As  the  heaven  above, 
Shines  in  might  victorious 

His  eternal  love. 

3  Lord,  upon  our  blindness 

Thy  pure  radiance  pour  ; 
For  thy  loving-kindness 

Makes  us  love  thee  more. 
And  when  clouds  are  drifting 

Dark  across  our  sky, 
Then,  the  veil  uplifting, 

Father,  be  thou  nigh. 

4  We  will  never  doubt  thee. 

Though  thou  veil  thy  light : 
Life  is  dark  without  thee  : 

Death  with  thee  is  bright. 
Light  of  light,  shine  o'er  us 

On  our  pilgrim  way  ; 
Go  thou  still  before  us 

To  the  endless  day. 

156  Martyn.  7a.  d. 

1  Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul, 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 
While  the  tempest  still  is  high. 


108  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

Hide  me,  0  my  Saviour,  hide, 
Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past; 

Sate  into  the  haven  guide, 
<  Hi,  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none: 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee; 
Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me. 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed. 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  hring; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  0  Christ,  art  all  I  want; 

More  than  all  in  thee  I  find  ; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick  and  lead  the  hlind. 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

1  am  all  unrighteousness; 
False  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

157     Saviour,  Teach  me  Day  by  Day, 
Saviour,  teach  me  day  by  day 
Love's  sweet  lesson  to  obey  ; 
Sweeter  lesson  cannot  be, 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

2  With  a  child-like  heart  of  love 
At  thy  bidding  may  I  move, 
Prompt  to  serve  and  follow  thee, 
Loving  him  wrho  first  loved  me. 

3  Teach  me  all  thy  steps  to  trace, 
Strong  to  follow  in  thy  grace; 
Learning  how  to  love  from  thee, 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

4  Thus  may  I  rejoice  to  show 
That  I  feel  the  love  I  owe ; 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  109 

Singing,  till  thy  face  I  see, 
Of  his  love  who  first  loved  me. 

158  Lead,  Kindly  Light. 

1  Lead,  kindly  Light,  aniidth'  encircling  gloom, 

Lead  thou  me  on  ; 
The  night  is  dark,  and  I  am  far  from  home, 

Lead  thou  me  on. 
Keep  thou  my  feet ;  I  do  not  ask  to  see 
The  distant  scene :  one  step  enough  for  me. 

2  I  was  not  ever  thus,  nor  prayed  that  thou 

Shouldst  lead  me  on  ; 
I  loved  to  choose  and  see  my  path ;  but  now 

Lead  thou  me  on. 
I  loved  the  garish  day,  and,  spite  of  fears, 
Pride  ruled  my  will :  remember  not  past  years. 

3  So  Ions  thy  power  has  blest  me,  sure  it  still 

Will  lead  me  on 
O'er  moor  and  fen.  o'er  crag  and  torrent,  till 

The  night  is  gone, 
And  with  the  morn  those  angel-faces  smile 
Which  I  have  loved  long  since  and  lost  a  while. 

159  Horton'  7s. 

1  Jesus,  all-atoning  Lamb, 
Thine,  and  only  thine,  I  am; 
Take  my  body,  spirit,  soul ; 
Only  thou  possess  the  whole. 

2  Thou  my  one  thing  needful  be : 
Let  me  ever  cleave  to  thee ; 
Let  me  choose  the  better  part : 
Let  me  give  thee  all  my  heart. 

3  Whom  have  I  on  earth  below '? 
Thee,  and  only  thee,  I  know ; 
Whom  have  I  in  heaven  but  thee  ? 
Thou  art  all  in  all  to  me. 


110  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

160  Naomi.  C.  M. 

1  Father.  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 

Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Lei  this  petition  rifi 

2  "  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart. 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  "  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine 

My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end." 

181  Enter  In. 

1  Why  shouldst  thou  longer  knock 

At  the  door  of  my  soul? 
Dear  Saviour,  enter  in  : 

Thou  alone  canst  make  me  whole. 
Eefeain. — Enter  in.  enter  in 

At  the  dour  of  my  soul ; 
Enter  in.  blessed  Lord: 
Thou  alone  canst  make  me  whole. 

2  I  know  thou  art  the  life, 

Flowing  full,  flowing  free; 

Come,  Jesus,  and  abide: 

All  my  hopes  are  fixed  on  thee. — Kef. 

3  Oh,  hide  my  life  in  thine. 

Let  me  seek  but  thy  will, 
All  self  to  sacrifice, 
And  thy  law  of  love  fulfill.— Eef. 

162  Haydn.  S.  M. 

1  Blest  Comforter  divine, 
Let  rays  of  heavenly  love 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  Ill 

Amid  our  gloom  and  darkness  shine, 
And  guide  our  souls  above. 

2  Draw  with  thy  "  still  small  voice  " 

From  every  sinful  way, 
And  bid  the  mourning  saint  rejoice 
Though  earthly  joys  decay. 

3  By  thine  inspiring  breath 

Make  every  cloud  of  care, 
And  e'en  the  gloomy  vale  of  death, 
A  smile  of  glory  wear. 

163  Fulton.  7s. 

1  Gracious  Spirit,  Love  divine, 
Let  thy  light  within  me  shine ; 
All  my  guilty  fears  remove  : 
Fill  me  with  thy  heavenly  love. 

2  Speak  thy  pardoning  grace  to  me : 
Set  the  burdened  sinner  free; 
Lead  me  to  the  Lamb  of  God  ; 
Wash  me  in  his  precious  blood. 

3  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart ; 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart ; 
Breathe  thyself  into  my  breast, 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

164  Shepherd.  8s,  7s  &  4. 

1  Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us : 

Much  we  need  thy  tenderest  care ; 
In  thy  pleasant  pastures  feed  us, 
For  our  use  thy  folds  prepare. 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Thou  hast  bought  us ;  thine  we  are. 

2  We  are  thine:  do  thou  befriend  us; 

Be  the  guardian  of  our  way ; 


112  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

Keep  thy  flock  ;  from  sin  defend  us; 
Seek  us  when  we  go  astray. 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Hear,  oh,  hear  us,  when  we  pray. 

3  Thou  hast  promised  t<»  receive  us, 

Poor  and  sinful  though  we  be  ; 
Thou  hast  mercy  to  relieve  as, 

Grace  to  cleanse  and  power  to  free. 

Blessed  Jesus, 
We  will  early  turn  to  thee. 

4  Early  let  us  seek  thy  favor. 

Early  let  us  do  thy  will ; 
Blessed  Lord  and  only  Saviour, 
With  thy  love  our  bosoms  fill. 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Thou  hast  loved  us,  love  us  still. 

165  Maitland.  ,.U 

1  Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone 

And  all  the  world  go  free? 
No!     There's  a  cross  for  every  one, 
And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 

2  How  happy  are  the  saints  above 

Who  once  went  sorrowing  here  ! 
But  now  they  taste  unmingled  love, 
And  joy  without  a  tear. 

3  The  consecrated  cross  I'll  bear 

Till  death  shall  set  me  free. 
And  then  go  home  my  crown  to  wear ; 
For  there's  a  crown  for  me. 


166  Sweet  Hour  of  Prayer. 

1  SWEET  hour  of  prayer,  sweet  hour  of  prayer, 
That  calls  me  from  a  world  of  care, 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  113 

And  bids  me  at  my  Father's  throne 

Make  all  my  wants  and  wishes  known. 

In  seasons  of  distress  and  grief, 

My  sonl  has  often  found  relief,  • 

And  oft  escaped  the  tempter's  snare, 

By  thy  return,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

Sweet  hour  of  prayer,  sweet  hour  of  prayer, 

Thy  wings  shall  my  petition  bear 

To  Him  whose  truth  and  faithfulness 

Engage  the  waiting  soul  to  bless; 

And  since  he  bids  me  seek  his  face, 

Believe  his  word  and  trust  his  grace, 

I'll  cast  on  him  my  every  care, 

And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

[67  Newbold.  C.  M. 

1  Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 
What  endless  glory  shines! 

For  ever  be  thy  name  adored 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 
Exhaustless  riches  find — 

Eiches  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  the  Eedeemer's  welcome  voice 
Spreads  heavenly  peace  around, 

And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

4  Oh,  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 
My  ever  dear  delight, 

And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light. 

5  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord, 
Be  thou  for  ever  near  ; 

Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 


114  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

168        Holy  Father,  Hear  my  Cry. 

1  Holy  Father,  hear  my  cry, 

Holy  Saviour,  bend  thine  ear; 
Holy  Spirit,  come  thou  nigh  ; 
Father,  Saviour,  Spirit,  hear ! 

2  Father,  save  me  from  my  sin  ; 

Saviour,  I  thy  mercy  crave  ; 

Gracious  Spirit,  make  me  clean; 

Father,  Son  and  Spirit,  save  ! 

3  Father,  let  me  taste  thy  love ; 

Saviour,  fill  my  soul  with  peace ; 
Spirit,  come  my  heart  to  move; 
Father,  Son  and  Spirit,  bless ! 

4  Father,  Son  and  Spirit — thou 

One  Jehovah — shed  abroad 

All  thy  grace  within  me  now; 

Be  my  Father  and  my  God. 

H69  What  a  Friend.  8s,  7s.  D 

1  What  a  Friend  we  have  in  Jesus, 

All  our  sins  and  griefs  to  bear! 
What  a  privilege  to  carry 

Everything  to  God  in  prayer! 
Oh,  what  peace  we  often  forfeit, 

Oh.  what  needless  pain  we  bear, 
All  because  we  do  not  carry 

Everything  to  God  in  prayer! 

2  Have  we  trials  and  temptations? 

Is  there  trouble  anywhere? 
We  should  never  lie  discouraged — 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 
Can  we  find  a  friend  so  faithful. 

Who  will  all  our  sorrows  share? 
Jesus  knows  our  every  weakness: 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  115 

3  Are  we  weak  and  heavy  laden, 

Cumbered  with  a  load  of  care  ? 
Precious  Saviour,  still  our  refuge  ! 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 
Do  thy  friends  despise,  forsake  thee : 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer ; 
In  his  arms  he'll  take  and  shield  thee; 

Thou  wilt  find  a  solace  there. 

170  Dennis.  S.  M. 

1  How  gentle  God's  commands ! 

How  kind  his  precepts  are  ! 
Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care. 

2  Beneath  his  watchful  eye 

His  saints  securely  dwell ; 
That  hand  which  bears  all  Nature  up 
Shall  guard  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 

Press  down  your  weary  mind  ? 
Haste  to  your  heavenly  Fatber's  throne, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved, 

Unchanged  from  day  to  day ; 
I'll  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet, 
And  bear  a  song  away. 

171  When  Morning  Gilds  the  Skies. 

1  Whex  morning  gilds  the  skies, 
My  heart,  awaking,  cries, 

'•  May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised  !" 
Alike  at  work  and  prayer, 
To  Jesus  I  repair : 

"May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised !" 

2  The  night  becomes  as  day 
When  from  the  heart  we  say, 

"  May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised !" 


116  SAIJBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

The  powers  of  darkness  fear 
When  this  sweet  chant  they  hear: 
"May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised  !" 

3  In  heaven's  eternal  hliss 
The  loveliest  strain  is  this: 

"Let  Jesus  Christ  be  praised!" 

Let  earth  and  sea  and  sky 
From  depth  to  height  reply  : 
"  May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised  !" 

4  Be  this,  while  life  is  mine, 
My  canticle  divine: 

"May  Jesus  Christ  he  praised!" 
Be  this  th'  eternal  song 
Through  all  the  ages  on: 

"May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised!" 


172  Zebulon.  I 

1  O  Thou  that  hearest  prayer, 

Attend  our  humble  cry, 
And  let  thy  servants  share 

Thy  blessings  from  on  high. 
We  plead  the  promise  of  thy  word; 
Grant  us  thy  Holy  Spirit,  Lord. 

2  If  earthly  parents  hear 

Their  children  when  they  cry — 
If  they,  with  love  sincere. 

Their  varied  wants  supply — 
Much  more  wilt  thou  thy  love  display, 
And  answer  when  thy  children  pray. 

3  Our  heavenly  Father,  thou  ; 

We,  children  of  thy  grace  : 
Oh,  let  thy  Spirit  now 

Descend  and  till  the  place; 
So  shall  we  feel  the  heavenly  flame, 
And  all  unite  to  praise  thy  name. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  117 

4  Oh,  send  thy  Spirit  down 

On  all  the  nations,  Lord, 
With  great  success  to  crown 

The  preaching  of  thy  word, 
Till  heathen  lands  shall  own  thy  sway 
And  cast  their  idol-gods  away. 

173  Crown  Him  with  Many  Crowns. 

1  Crown  him  with  many  crowns, 

The  Lamb  upon  his  throne : 
Hark  !  how  the  heavenly  anthem  drowns 

All  music  but  its  own  ! 
Awake,  my  soul,  and  sing 

Of  him  who  died  for  thee, 
And  hail  him  as  thy  matchless  King 

Through  all  eternity. 

2  Crown  him,  the  Lord  of  peace, 

Whose  power  a  sceptre  sways 
From  pole  to  pole,  that  wars  may  ceasu 

And  all  be  prayer  and  praise. 
His  reign  shall  know  no  end, 

And  round  his  pierced  feet 
Fair  flowers  of  paradise  extend 

Their  fragrance  ever  sweet. 

3  Crown  him,  the  Lord  of  years, 

The  Potentate  of  time, 
Creator  of  the  rolling  spheres, 

Ineffably  sublime. 
All  hail,  Eedeemer,  hail ! 

For  thou  hast  died  for  me ; 
Thy  praise  shall  never,  never  fail 

Throughout  eternity. 

174  Even  Me.  8s,  7s  &  4. 

1  Lord,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessing 
Thou  art  scattering  full  and  free — 


118  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

Showers  the  thirsty  land  refreshing  ; 
Let  some  droppings  fall  on  inc. 

Refrain. — Even  me,  even  me  ! 

Let  some  droppings  fall  on  me. 

2  Pass  me  not,  O  gracious  Father, 

Sinful  though  my  heart  may  be: 

Thou  might'st  pass  me,  but  the  rather 

Let  thy  mercy  light  on  me. — Eef. 

3  Pass  me  not,  O  tender  Saviour  ! 

Let  me  love  and  cling  to  thee  ; 
I  am  longing  for  thy  favor : 
When  thou  comest  call  for  me. — Ref. 

4  Pass  me  not,  O  mighty  Spirit  ! 

Thou  canst  make  the  blind  to  see ; 
Witnesser  of  Jesus'  merit, 
Speak  the  word  of  power  to  me. — Ref. 

5  Have  I  long  in  sin  been  sleeping, 

Long  been  slighting,  grieving  thee? 
Has  the  world  my  heart  been  keeping? 
Oh,  forgive  and  rescue  me. — Ref. 


175  I  Love  to  Tell  the  Story.         7s  & 

1  I  love  to  tell  the  story 

Of  unseen  things  above — 
Of  Jesus  and  his  glory, 

Of  Jesus  and  his  love. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story. 

Because  I  know  'tis  true; 
It  satisfies  my  longings 

As  nothing  else  can  do. 

Refrain. — I  love  to  tell  the  story: 

'Twill  be  my  theme  in  glory — 
To  tell  the  old,  old  story 
Of  Jesus  and  his  love. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  119 

2  I  love  to  tell  the  story  : 

More  wonderful  it  seems 
Than  all  the  golden  fancies 

Of  all  our  golden  dreams. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story, 

It  did  so  much  for  me ; 
And  that  is  just  the  reason 

I  tell  it  now  to  thee. — Kef. 

3  I  love  to  tell  the  story : 

'Tis  pleasant  to  repeat 
What  seems,  each  time  I  tell  it, 

More  wonderfully  sweet. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story, 

For  some  have  never  heard 
The  message  of  salvation 

From  God's  own  holy  word. — Kef. 

4  I  love  to  tell  the  story, 

For  those  who  know  it  best 
Seem  hungering  and  thirsting 

To  hear  it  like  the  rest. 
And  when,  in  scenes  of  glory, 

I  sing  the  new,  new  song, 
'Twill  be  the  old,  old  story 

That  I  have  loved  so  long. — Kef. 

Tune.— I  Love  to  Tell.       7s  &  6s. 

1  I  love  to  hear  the  story 

Which  angel-voices  tell — 
How  once  the  King  of  glory 

Came  down  on  earth  to  dwell. 
I  am  both  weak  and  sinful, 

But  this  I  surely  know  : 
The  Lord  came  down  to  save  me, 

Because  he  loved  me  so. 

2  I'm  glad  my  blessed  Saviour 

Was  once  a  child  like  me, 
To  show  how  pure  and  holy 
His  little  ones  may  be; 


120  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

And  if  I  try  to  follow 
His  footsteps  here  below, 

He  never  will  forget  me, 
Because  he  loves  ine  so. 

3  To  sing  his  love  and  mercy 

My  sweetest  songs  I'll  raise; 
And.  though  I  cannot  see  him, 

I  know  lie  hears  my  praise; 
For  he  has  kindly  promised 

That  even  I  may  go 
To  sing  among  his  angels, 

Because  he  loves  me  so. 

177  Toplady. 

1  Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood 

From  thy  wounded  side  which  flowed 

Be  of  sin  the  double  cure  : 

Save  from  wrath  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Could  my  tears  for  ever  flow, 
Could  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
These  lor  sin  could  not  atone  : 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone. 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring: 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eyes  shall  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne, 
Rock  (if  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

178  ^°  no  Sinful  Action. 
1  Do  no  sinful  action  ; 

Speak  no  angry  word: 


SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS.  121 

Ye  belong  to  Jesus, 

Children  of  the  Lord. 
Christ  is  kind  and  gentle 
Christ  is  pure  and  true, 
And  his  faithful  children 
Must  be  holy  too. 
Eefkain. — Do  no  sinful  action  ; 

Speak  no  angry  word : 
Ye  belong  to  Jesus, 
Children  of  the  Lord. 

2  There's  a  wicked  spirit 

Watching  round  you  still, 
And  he  tries  to  tempt  you 

To  all  harm  and  ill ; 
But  you  must  not  hear  him, 

Though  'tis  hard  for  you 
To  resist  the  evil 

And  the  good  to  do. — Kef. 

3  Jesus  knows  your  weakness  ; 

He  is  good  and  kind : 
In  his  presence  ever 

Help  and  strength  you'll  find. 
Learn  to  lean  upon  him, 

Learn  to  trust  his  name ; 
Then  his  love  will  keep  you 

From  all  guilt  and  shame. — Ref. 

179  Stockwell.  8s  &  7a. 

1  Yes.  for  me,  for  me  he  careth 

With  a  brother's  tender  care ; 
Yes.  with  me,  with  me  he  shareth 
Every  burden,  every  fear. 

2  Yes,  for  me  he  standeth  pleading 

At  the  mercy-seat  above, 
Ever  for  me  interceding, 
Constant  in  untiring  love. 


122  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

3  Yes,  in  me  abroad  he  sheddeth 

Joys  unearthly,  love  and  light; 
And  to  cover  me  he  spreadeth 
His  paternal  wing  of  might. 

4  Yes,  in  me,  in  me  he  dwelleth — 

I  in  him,  and  he  in  me  ; 
And  my  empty  soul  he  filleth 
Here  and  through  eternity. 

180  He  Leadeth  Me.  L.  M. 

1  He  leadeth  me  !     Oh,  blessed  thought! 
Oli,  words  with  heavenly  comfort  fraught! 
Whate'er  I  do,  where'er  I  be5 

Still  'tis  God's  hand  that  leadeth  me. 

Refrain. — He  leadeth  me,  be  leadeth  me, 
By  his  own  hand  be  leadeth  me; 
His  faithful  follower  I  would  be, 
For  by  his  hand  he  leadeth  me. 

2  Sometimes  'mid  scenes  of  deepest  gloom, 
Sometimes  where  Eden's  bowers  bloom, 
By  waters  still,  o'er  troubled  sea. 

Still  'tis  his  hand  that  leadeth  me.— Eef. 

3  Lord,  I  would  clasp  thy  band  in  mine, 
Nor  ever  murmur  nor  repine, 
Content,  whatever  lot  I  Bee, 

Since  'tis  my  God  that  leadeth  me. — Ref. 

4  And  when  my  task  on  earth  is  done. 
When  by  thy  grace  the  victory's  won, 
E'en  death's  cold  wave  I  will  not  flee, 
Since  God  through  Jordan  leadeth  me. — Ref. 

181  Portuguese  Hymn. 

1  How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  liis  excellent  word ! 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS,  123 

What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath  said— 
To  you  who  for  refuge  to  Jesus  have  fled? 

"  When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  not  overflow ; 
For  I  will  be  with  thee  thy  trials  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

3  "When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall 

lie, 
My  grace,  all-sufficient,  shall  be  thy  supply ; 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee :  I  only  design  ' 
Thy  dross  to  consume  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

4  "E'en  down  to  old  age  all  my  people  shall  prove 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love ; 
And  then,  when  gray  hairs  shall  their  temples 

adorn, 
Like   lambs  they  shall   still  in  my  bosom  be 
borne. 

5  "  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for  repose 
I  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes ; 

That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavor  to 

shake, 
I'll  never,  no,  never — no,  never — forsake." 


182  Arcadia.  C.  M. 

1  Oh,  where  are  kings  and  empires  now 

Of  old  that  went  and  came  ? 
But,  Lord,  thy  Church  is  praying  yet, 
A  thousand  years  the  same. 

2  We  mark  her  goodly  battlements 

And  her  foundations  strong  ; 
We  hear  within  the  solemn  voice 
Of  her  unending  song. 

3  For  not  like  kingdoms  of  the  world 

Thy  holy  Church,  O  God  ! 


124  BABBATH-8CH00L   HYMNS. 

Though  earthquake  shocks  are  threatening  he 
And  tempests  are  abroad, 

4  Unshaken  as  eternal  hills, 
Immovable  she  stands — 
A  mountain  that  shall  fill  the  earth, 
A  house  not  made  by  hands. 

183       Now  I  have  Found  a  Friend. 

1  Now  I  have  found  a  friend  : 

Jesus  is  mine  ; 
His  love  shall  never  end : 

Jesus  is  mine. 
Though  earthly  joys  decrease, 
Though  earthly  friendships  cease, 
Now  I  have  lasting  peace  : 

Jesus  is  mine. 

2  Though  I  grow  poor  and  old, 

Jesus  is  mine ; 
Though  I  grow  faint  and  cold, 

Jesus  is  mine. 
He  shall  my  wants  supply  ; 
His  precious  blood  is  nigh  ; 
Naught  can  my  hope  destroy: 

Jesus  is  mine. 

3  When  earth  shall  pass  away, 

Jesus  is  mim- ; 
In  the  great  judgment  day, 

Jesus  is  mine. 
Oh,  what  a  glorious  thing 
Then  to  behold  my  King, 
On  tuneful  harp  to  sing, 

"Jesus  is  mine  !" 

4  Father,  thy  name  I  bless: 

Jesus  is  mine; 
Thine  was  the  sovereign  grace, 
Praise  shall  be  thine. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  125 

Spirit  of  holiness, 
Sealing  the  Father's  grace 
Thou  niad'st  my  soul  embrace, 
Jesus  is  miue. 


184  Woodworth.  L.  M. 

1  Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  thou  bid'st  me  come  to  thee, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 

2  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 

To  thee,  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 

3  Just  as  I  am,  though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
Fightings  and  fears  within,  without, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 

4  Just  as  I  am,  poor,  wretched,  blind, 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind — 
Yea,  all  I  need — in  thee  to  find, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 

5  Just  as  I  am  thou  wilt  receive, 

Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve ; 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 


185  Nettleton.  8s  &  7s. 

1  Welcome,  welcome,  dear  Redeemer ! 
Welcome  to  this  heart  of  mine ; 
Lord,  I  make  a  full  surrender, 
Every  power  and  thought  be  thine', 

Thine  entirely, 
Through  eternal  ages  thine. 


126  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

2  Known  to  all  to  be  thy  mansion, 
Earth  and  hell  will  disappear, 
Or  in  vain  attempt  possession 
When  they  find  the  Lord  is  near. 

Shout",  O  Zion  ! 
Shout,  ye  saints !  the  Lord  is  here. 

186  Vigil.  S.  M. 

1  Oh.  what,  if  we  are  Christ's, 

[s  earthly  shame  or  loss? 
Bright  shall  the  crown  of  glory  be 
When  we  have  borne  the  cross. 

2  Keen  was  the  trial  once, 

Bitter  the  cup  of  woe, 
When  martyred  saints,  baptized  in  blood, 
Christ's  sufferings  shared  below. 

3  Bright  is  their  glory  now, 

Boundless  their  joy  above, 
Where,  on  the  bosom  of  their  God, 
They  rest  in  perfect  love. , 

4  Lord,  may  that  grace  be  ours — 

Like  them,  in  faith,  to  bear 
All  that  of  sorrow,  grief  or  pain 
May  be  our  portion  here. 

187  America.  6s  &  4s. 

1  God  bless  our  native  land  ! 
Firm  may  she  ever  stand 

Through  storm  and  night. 
When  the  wild  tempests  rave, 
Ruler  of  winds  and  wave, 
Do  thou  our  country  save 

By  thy  great  might. 

2  For  her  our  prayer  shall  rise 
To  God  above  the  skies, 

On  him  we  wait. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  127 

Thou  who  art  ever  nigh, 
Guardian  with  watchful  eye, 
To  thee  aloud  we  cry, 
■•  God  save  the  State !" 

3  Our  fathers'  God,  to  thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  thee  we  sing ; 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light ; 
Protect  us  by  thy  might, 

Great  God,  our  King ! 


188  Northampton.  L.  M. 

1  Great  God  of  nations,  now  to  thee 

Our  hymn  of  gratitude  we  raise  ; 
With  humble  hearts  and  bending  knee 
We  offer  thee  our  song  of  praise. 

2  Thy  name  we  bless,  almighty  God, 

For  all  the  kindness  thou  hast  shown 
To  this  fair  land  the  pilgrims  trod — 
This  land  we  fondly  call  our  own. 

3  Here  Freedom  spreads  her  banner  wide, 

And  casts  her  soft  and  hallowed  ray ; 
Here  thou  our  fathers'  steps  did  guide 
Iu  safety  through  their  dangerous  way. 

4  Great  God,  preserve  us  in  thy  fear ; 

In  dangers  still  our  guardian  be  ; 
Oh,  spread  thy  truth's  bright  precepts  here; 
Let  all  thy  people  worship  thee. 


189  Regent  Square.  8s  &  7s. 

1  Praise,  my  soul,  the  King  of  heaven ; 
To  his  feet  thy  tribute  bring; 


128  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

Ransomed,  healed,  restored,  forgiven, 
Evermore  his  praises  sing. 

Alleluia!  Alleluia ! 
Praise  the  everlasting  King. 

2  Praise  him  for  his  grace  and  favor 

To  our  fathers  in  distress  ; 
Praise  him  still  the  same  as  ever, 
Slow  to  chide  and  swift  to  bless. 

Alleluia!  Alleluia  ! 
Glorious  in  his  faithfulness. 

3  Father-like,  lie  tends  and  spares  us : 

Well  our  feeble  frame  he  knows; 
In  his  hands  he  gently  hears  us, 
Rescues  us  from  all  our  foes. 

Alleluia!  Alleluia! 
Widely  yet  his  mercy  flows. 

4  Angels  in  the  height,  adore  him: 

Ye  behold  him  face  to  face  : 
Saints,  triumphant  bow  before  him, 
Gathered  in  from  every  race. 

Alleluia  !  Alleluia  ! 
Praise  with  us  the  God  of  grace. 

190  I've  been  Redeemed. 

I've  been  redeemed,  I've  been  redeemed, 

I've  been  redeemed,  I've  been  redeemed, 

I've  been  redeemed,  I've  been  redeemed. 

Been  washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb. 

1  Been  redeemed  by  the  blood  of  the  Lamb, 
Been  redeemed  by  the  blood  of  the  Lamb, 
Been  redeemed  by  the  blood  of  the  Lamb, 

That  flows  from  Calvary. 

I've  been  redeemed,  etc. 

2  There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood 

Drawn  from  Immanuel's  vi  ins. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS.  129 

And  sinners,  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  staius. 
I've  been  redeemed,  etc. 
3  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 
That  fountain  in  his  day, 
And  there  may  I,  though  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

I've  been  redeemed,  etc. 


191  The  Sweetest  Name.        8s  &  7s.  D. 

1  There  is  no  name  so  sweet  on  earth, 

No  name  so  sweet  in  heaven, 
The  name  before  his  wondrous  birth 
To  Christ  the  Saviour  given. 
Refrain. — We  love  to  sing  around  our  King, 
And  hail  him  blessed  Jesus ; 
For  there's  no  word  ear  ever  heard 
So  dear,  so  sweet,  as  "Jesus." 

2  And  when  he  hung  upon  the  tree, 

They  wrote  this  name  above  him, 
That  all  might  see  the  reason  we 
For  evermore  must  love  him. — Ref. 

3  So  now,  upon  his  Father's  throne, 

Almighty  to  release  us 
From  sin  and  pains,  he  ever  reigns, 
The  Prince  and  Saviour  Jesus. — Ref. 

4  O  Jesus !  by  that  matchless  name 

Thy  grace  shall  fail  us  never ; 
To-day  as  yesterday  the  same, 
Thou  art  the  same  for  ever. — Ref. 


192  We  March  to  Victory. 

We  march,  we  march  to  victory, 

With  the  cross  of  the  Lord  before  us, 


130  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

With  his  loving  eye  looking  down  from  the  sky, 
And  his  holy  arm  spread  o'er  us. 

1  We  come  in  the  might  of  the  Lord  of  light, 
With  armor  bright,  to  meet  him  ; 
And  we  put  to  flight  the  armies  of  night, 
That  the  sons  of  the  day  may  greet  him. 
We  march,  etc. 

'I  Our  sword  is  the  Spirit  of  God  on  high ; 
Our  helmet,  his  salvation  ; 
Our  banner,  the  cross  of  Calvary; 
Our  watchword,  the  Incarnation. 
We  inarch,  etc. 


193      Thou  Sweet-Gliding  Kedron. 

1  Thou   sweet-gliding    Kedron,    by   thy   silver 

stream 
Our  Saviour  would  linger  in  moonlight's  soft 

beam, 
And  by  thy  bright  waters  till  midnight  would 

stay, 
And  lose  in  thy  murmurs  the  toils  of  the  day. 

2  How  damp  were  the  vapors  that  fell  on  his  head  ! 
How  hard  was  his  pillow  !  how  humble  his  bed  ! 
The  angels,  beholding,  amazed  at  the  sight, 

Attended  their  Master  with  solemn  delight. 

3  O  Garden  of  Olives,  thou  dear,  honored  spot  ! 
The  fame  of  thy  wonders  shall  ne'er  be  forgot] 
The  theme  most  transporting  to  seraphs  above] 
The  triumph  of  sorrow,  the  triumph  of  love. 

4  Come,  saints,  and  adore  him,  and  bow  at  his 

feet; 
Oh  give  him  the  glory,  the  praise  that  is  meet; 
Let  joyful  hosannas  unceasing  arise, 
And  join  the  full  chorus  that  gladdens  the  skies. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  131 

194  The  Lambs  of  the  Flock. 

1  We're  the  lambs  of  the  flock, 

And  no  danger  we  fear 
When  the  voice  and  the  call 
Of  the  Shepherd  we  hear. 

Refrain. — We  will  follow,  we  will  follow, 
We  will  follow  our  Shepherd, 
We  will  follow  our  Shepherd, 
While  he  is  so  near. 

2  We  are  tiny  and  weak, 

But  our  Shepherd  is  strong ; 
From  the  wolf  he  defendeth 
Us  all  the  day  long. — Kef. 

3  Oh  that  all  the  dear  lambs 

Had  a  heart  to  reply, 
When  the  great  Shepherd  calls 
From  his  fold  in  the  sky. — Kef. 


195  The  Morning  Bright. 

1  The  morning  bright 
With  rosy  light 

Has  waked  me  up  from  sleep, 

Father,  I  own 

Thy  love  alone 
Thy  little  ones  doth  keep. 

2  All  through  the  day, 
I  humbly  pray, 

Be  thou  my  guard  and  guide  ; 
My  sins  forgive, 
And  let  me  live, 

Blest  Jesus,  near  thy  side. 

3  Oh  make  thy  rest 
Within  my  breast, 

Great  Spirit  of  all  grace ; 


132  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

Make  me  like  thee : 
Then  shall  I  be 
Prepared  to  see  thy  face. 

196  Come,  ye  Children  ! 

Come,  ye  children  !  hearken  nnto  me: 
I  will  teach  yon  the  fear  of  the  Lord. 

Come,  ye  children  !  hearken  nnto  me: 
I  will  teach  you  the  fear  of  the  Lord. 

What  man  is  he  that  desireth  life, 

And  loveth  many  days,  that  he  may  see  good? 

Keep  thy  heart  from  evil, 

And  thy  lips  from  speaking  guile.     Amen. 

197  Love  at  Home. 

1  There  is  beauty  all  around 

When  there's  love  at  home ; 
There  is  joy  in  every  sound 

When  there's  love  at  home. 
Peace  and  plenty  here  abide, 
Smiling  sweet  on  every  side, 
Time  doth  softly,  sweetly  glide, 

When  there's  love  at  home. 

2  In  the  cottage  there  is  joy 

When  there's  love  at  home ; 
Hate  and  envy  ne'er  annoy 

When  there's  love  at  home. 
Roses  blossom  'neath  our  feet, 
All  the  earth's  a  garden  sweet, 
Making  life  a  bliss  complete, 

When  there's  love  at  home. 

3  Kindly  heaven  smiles  above 

When  there's  love  at  home; 

All  the  earth  is  filled  with  love 

When  there's  love  at  home. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS.  133 

Sweeter  sings  the  brooklet  by, 
Brighter  beams  the  azure  sky — 
Oh,  there's  One  who  smiles  on  high — 
When  there's  love  at  home. 

4  Jesus,  show  thy  mercy  mine : 

Then  there's  love  at  home; 
Sweetly  whisper  I  am  thine : 

Then  there's  love  at  home. 
Source  of  love,  thy  cheering  light 
Far  exceeds  the  sun  so  bright — 
Can  dispel  the  gloom  of  night : 

Then  there's  love  at  home. 

198     The  Son  of  God  goes  forth  to  War. 

1  The  Son  of  God  sjoes  forth  to  war 

A  kingly  crown  to  gain  ; 
His  blood-red  banner  streams  afar: 

Who  follows  in  his  train? 
Who  best  can  drink  his  cup  of  woe 

Triumphant  over  pain, 
Who  patient  bears  his  cross  below — 

He  follows  in  his  train. 

2  The  martyr  first  whose  eagle  eye 

Could  pierce  beyond  the  grave, 
Who  saw  his  Master  in  the  sky, 

And  called  on  him  to  save — 
Like  him,  with  pardon  on  his  tongue 

In  midst  of  mortal  pain. 
He  prayed  for  them  that  did  the  wrong: 

Who  follows  in  his  train  ? 

3  A  glorious  band,  the  chosen  few 

On  whom  the  Spirit  came  ; 
Twelve  valiant  saints,  their  hope  they  knew, 

And  mocked  the  cross  and  flame ; 
They  met  the  tyrant's  brandished  steel, 

The  lion's  gory  mane; 


134  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

They  bowed  their  necks  the  death  to  feel: 

Who  follows  in  their  train  ? 
4  A  noble  army — men  and  boys, 

The  matron  and  the  maid — 
Around  the  Saviour's  throne  rejoice, 

In  robes  of  light  arrayed  : 
They  climbed  the  steep  ascent  of  heaven 

Through  peril,  toil  and  pain  : 

0  God,  to  us  may  grace  be  given 
To  follow  in  their  train  ! 

199  Wondrous  Love. 

1  God  loved  the  world  of  sinners,  lost 

And  ruined  by  the  fall ; 
Salvation  full,  at  highest  cost, 
He  offers  free  to  all. 
Ref. — Oh.  'twas  love,  'twas  wondrous  love — 
The  love  of  God  to  me ; 
It  brought  my  Saviour  from  above 
To  die  on  Calvary. 

2  E'en  now  by  faith  I  claim  him  mine, 

The  risen  Son  of  God  ; 
Redemption  by  his  death  I  find, 

And  cleansing  through  the  blood. — Ref. 

3  Love  brings  the  glorious  fullness  in, 

And  to  his  saints  makes  known 
The  blessed  rest  from  inbred  sin 

Through  faith  in  Christ  alone. — Ref. 

4  Believing  souls,  rejoicing  go  :         • 

There  shall  to  you  be  given 
A  glorious  foretaste  here  below 
Of  endless  life  in  heaven. — Ref. 

200  °h'  how  he  Loves- 

1  One  there  is  above  all  others : 
Oh,  how  he  loves! 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  135 

His  love  is  beyond  a  brother's : 

Oh,  how  he  loves  ! 
Earthly  friends  may  fail  or  leave  us — 
One  day  soothe,  the  next  day  grieve  us; 
But  this  Friend  will  ne'er  deceive  us  : 

Oh,  how  he  loves  ! 

'Tis  eternal  life  to  know  him  : 

Oh,  how  he  loves ! 
Think— oh  think  ! — how  much  we  owe  him  ; 

Oh,  how  he  loves ! 
With  his  precious  blood  he  bought  us; 
In  the  wilderness  he  sought  us  ; 
To  his  fold  he  safely  brought  us : 

Oh,  how  he  loves  ! 

All  your  sins  shall  be  forgiven  : 

Oh,  how  he  loves ! 
Backward  shall  your  foes  be  driven  : 

Oh,  how  he  loves  ! 
Best  of  blessings  he'll  provide  you ; 
Naught  but  good  shall  e'er  betide  you ; 
Safe  to  glory  he  will  guide  you : 

Oh,  how  he  loves ! 


201  °  Lamb  of  God. 

1  O  Lamb  of  God,  still  keep  me 

Near  to  thy  wounded  side ; 
'Tis  only  there  in  safety 

And  peace  I  can  abide. 
What  foes  and  snares  surround  me ! 

What  doubts  and  fears  within  ! 
The  grace  that  sought  and  found  me 

Alone  can  keep  me  clean. 

2  'Tis  only  in  thee  hiding 

I  know  my  life  secure — 
Only  in  thee  abiding 
The  conflict  can  endure : 


136  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

Thine  arm  the  victory  gaineth 
O'er  every  hateful  &w  ; 

Thy  love  my  heart  Bustaineth 

In  all  its  care  and  woe. 
3  Soon  shall  my  eyes  behold  thee 

With  rapture  face  to  face  ; 
One  half  hath  not  been  told  me 

Of  all  thy  power  and  grace; 
Thy  beauty,  Lord,  and  glory, 

The  wonders  of  thy  love, 
Shall  be  the  endless  story 

Of  all  thy  saints  above. 

202     There  is  a  Green  Hill  far  Away. 

1  There  is  a  green  hill  far  away, 

Without  a  city  wall. 
Where  the  dear  Lord  was  crucified 

Who  died  to  save  us  all. 
We  may  not  know,  we  cannot  tell, 

What  pain  he  had  to  bear, 
But  we  believe  it  was  for  us 

He  hung  and  suffered  there. 

2  He  died  that  we  might  be  forgiven  ; 

He  died  to  make  us  good — 
That  we  might  go  at  last  to  heaven, 

Saved  by  his  precious  blood. 
There  was  no  other  good  enough 

To  pay  the  price  of  sin  : 
He  only  could  unlock  the  gate 

Of  heaven,  and  let  us  in. 

3  Oh  dearly,  dearly  has  he  loved, 

And  we  must  love  him  too, 
And  trust  in  his  redeeming  blood, 

And  try  his  works  to  do; 
For  there's  a  green  hill  far  away, 

Without  a  city  wall, 
Where  the  dear  Lord  was  crucified 

Who  died  to  save  us  all. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  137 

203  Beulah-Land. 

1  I've  reached  the  land  of  corn  and  wine, 
And,  all  its  riches  freely  mine, 

Here  shines  undimnied  one  blissful  day, 
For  all  my  night  has  passed  away. 
Refkain. — O  Beulah-laud,  sweet  Beulah-land, 
As  on  thy  highest  mount  I  stand, 
I  look  away  across  the  sea, 
Where  mansions  are  prepared  for  me, 
And  view  the  shining  glory  shore, 
My  heaven,  my  home  for  evermore  ! 

2  The  Saviour  comes  and  walks  with  me; 
And  sweet  communion  here  have  we  ; 
He  gently  leads  me  with  his  hand, 
For  this  is  heaven's  border-land. — Ref. 

3  A  sweet  perfume  upon  the  breeze 
Is  borne  from  ever-vernal  trees, 
And  flowers  that  never-fading  grow 
Where  streams  of  life  for  ever  flow. — Bef. 

4  The  zephyrs  seem  to  float  to  me 
Sweet  sounds  of  heaven's  melody, 

As  angels,  with  the  white-robed  throng, 
Join  in  the  sweet  redemption-song. — Bef. 

204  Jesus  is  our  Shepherd. 

1  Jesus  is  our  Shepherd — 
Jesus,  ever  near ; 

Folded  in  his  bosom, 

What  have  we  to  fear  ? 
Only  let  us  follow 

Whither  he  doth  lead — 
To  the  thirsty  desert 

Or  the  dewy  mead. 

2  Jesus  is  our  Shepherd  : 
Well  we  know  his  voice : 


138  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

How  its  gentlest  whisper 
Makes  our  heart  rejoice  ! 

Even  when  lie  chideth. 
Tender  is  his  tone. 

None  but  he  shall  guide  us ; 
We  are  his  alone. 

3  Jesus  is  our  Shepherd  : 

Guided  by  his  arm, 
Safely  we  may  follow ; 

None  can  do  us  harm. 
When  we  tread  death's  valley, 

Dark  with  fearful  gloom, 
We  will  fear  no  evil, 

Victors  o'er  the  tomb. 

205       O  Word  of  God  Incarnate.       7s&6s. 

1  O  Word  of  God  incarnate. 

O  Wisdom  from  on  high, 
O  Truth  unchanged,  unchanging, 

O  Light  of  our  dark  sky, — 
We  praise  thee  for  the  radiance 

That  from  the  hallowed  page, 
A  lantern  to  our  footsteps, 

Shines  on  from  age  to  age. 

2  The  Church  from  her  dear  Master 

Received  the  gift  divine. 
And  still  that  light  she  lil'teth, 

O'er  all  the  earth  to  shine. 
It  is  the  golden  casket 

Where  gems  of  truth  are  stored; 
It  is  the  heaven-drawn  picture 

Of  Christ,  the  living  Word. 

3  Oh,  make  thy  Church,  dear  Saviour, 

A  lamp  of  burnished  gold, 
To  bear  before  the  nations 
Thy  true  light  as  of  old; 


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SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  139 

Oh,  teach  thy  wandering  pilgrims 

By  this  their  path  to  trace. 
Till,  clouds  and  darkness  ended, 

They  see  thee  face  to  face. 

206  °h'  *  am  so  HaPPy  in  Jesus  . 

1  Oh,  I  am  so  happy  in  Jesus ! 
His  blood  has  redeemed  me  from  sin  ; 

I  weep  and  I  sing  in  my  gladness 
To  know  he  is  dwelling  within. 
Ref. — Oh,  I  am  so  happy  in  Jesus, 

From  sin  and  from  sorrow  so  free — 
So  happy  that  he  is  my  Saviour, 
So  happy  that  Jesus  loves  me ! 

2  Oh,  I  am  so  happy  in  Jesus  ! 
He  taught  me  the  secret  of  faith — 

To  rest  in  believing  his  promise, 
And  trust  whatsoever  he  saith. — Kef. 

3  Oh,  I  am  so  happy  in  Jesus ! 
I  lay  my  whole  soul  at  his  feet : 

The  love  he  has  kindled  within  me 

Makes  service  and  suffering  sweet. — Ref. 

4  Oh,  I  am  so  happy  in  Jesus ! 
How  sweet  to  win  others  to  him  ! 

Lord,  let  not  my  lamp  burn  in  secret ; 
Oh,  let  not  the  shining  be  dim. — Ref. 

5  Oh,  I  am  so  happy  in  Jesus ! 
If  earth  in  his  love  is  so  blest, 

What  joy,  in  his  glorified  presence, 
To  sit  at  his  feet  as  his  guest. — Ref. 

207  oh>  how  l  Love  Jesus  ! 

1  Jesus,  thou  art  the  sinners  Friend : 
As  such  I  look  to  thee ; 


140  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

Now,  in  the  fullness  of  thy  love, 

0  Lord,  remember  me. 

Refrain.— Oh,  how  I  love  Jesus  ! 
Oh,  how  I  love  Jesus ! 
Oh,  how  I  love  Jesus ! 

Because  he  first  loved  me. 
How  can  I  forget  thee  ? 
How  can  I  forget  thee,  Lord? 
ll<»w  can  I  forget  thee? 

Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  Lord,  I  am  guilty,  I  am  vile, 

But  thy  salvation's  free; 
Then,  in  thine  all-abounding  grace, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. — Ref. 

3  And  when  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 

When  creature-helps  all  flee, 
Then,  O  my  dear  Redeeiner-God, 

1  pray,  remember  me. — Ref. 

208     The  Sands  of  Time  are  Wasting. 

1  The  sands  of  time  are  wasting, 

The  dawn  of  heaven  breaks  : 
The  summer  morn  I've  sighed  for — 

The  fair,  sweet  morn — awakes. 
Oh,  dark  bath  been  the  midnight, 

But  day-spring  is  at  band, 
And  glory,  glory  dwelleth 

In  Immanael's  land. 

2  Oh,  Christ,  he  is  the  fountain — 

The  deep,  sweet  well  of  love; 
The  streams  on  earth  I've  tasted  : 

More  deep  I'll  drink  above. 
There  to  an  ocean-fullness 

His  mercy  doth  expand, 
And  glory,  glory  dwelleth 

In  Immanuel'a  land. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS.  141 

3  Oh,  I  am  my  Beloved's, 

And  my  Beloved's  mine  : 
He  brings  a  poor  vile  sinner 

Into  his  hoiise  divine. 
Upon  the  Bock  of  Ages 

My  soul  redeemed  shall  stand, 
Where  glory,  glory  dwelleth 

In  Immanuel's  land. 

209  Whom  have  I  in  Heaven. 

1  Whom  have  I  in  heaven  above  ? 
Only  thee,  my  Saviour ; 

Whom  have  I  on  earth  to  love  ? 

Only  thee,  my  Saviour. 
Who  my  wounded  heart  can  heal, 
Who  my  every  sorrow  feel, 
Who  the  light  of  joy  reveal? 

Only  thou,  my  Saviour. 

2  Who  has  led  me  all  my  days  ? 
Only  thou,  my  Saviour  ; 

Who  deserves  my  highest  praise  ? 

Only  thou,  my  Saviour. 
In  my  weakness  who  is  strong, 
Who  has  loved  and  loved  me  long, 
Who  should  claim  my  noblest  song  ? 

Only  thou,  my  Saviour. 

3  Who  my  inmost  thoughts  can  read  ? 
Only  thou,  my  Saviour  : 

Who  for  me  doth  intercede  ? 

Only  thou,  my  Saviour. 
Who  my  secret  thoughts  can  know, 
Who  such  tender  mercy  show, 
Who  can  make  me  white  as  snow? 

Only  thou,  my  Saviour. 

210  The  Great  Physician. 
1  The  great  Physician  now  is  near, 

The  sympathizing  Jesus ; 


142  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

He  speaks  the  drooping  heart  to  cheer  : 
oh.  hear  the  voice  of  Jesus. 
Refrain. — Sweetest  note  in  seraph  song, 

Sweetest  name  on  mortal  tongue, 
itest  carol  ever  sung, 
Jesus,  blessed  Jesus. 

2  Your  many  sins  arc  all  forgiven  : 

oh,  hear  the  voice  of  Jesus; 
Go  on  yonr  way  in  peace  to  heaven. 
And  wear  a  crown  with  Jesus. — Ref. 

3  All  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb! 

I  now  believe  in  Jesus; 
I  love  the  blessed  Saviour's  name, 
I  love  the  name  of  Jesus. — Ref. 

4  The  children,  too,  both  great  and  small, 

Who  love  Hi,,  name  of  Jesus, 
May  now  accept  the  gracious  call 
To  work  and  live  for  Jesus. — Ref. 

5  Come,  brethren,  help  me  sing  his  praise: 

Oh,  praise  the  name  of  Jesus; 
Come,  sisters,  all  yonr  voices  raise: 
Oh,  hhss  the  name  of  Jesus. — Ref. 

6  His  name  dispels  my  .uuilt  and  fear — 

No  other  name  but  "Jesus;" 
Oh,  how  my  soul  delights  to  hear 
The  precious  name  of  Jesus ! — Ref. 

7  And  when  to  that  bright  world  above 

We  rise  to  see  out  Jesus, 
We'll  sina  around  the  throne  of  love 
His  name — the  name  of  Jesus. — Ref. 

211  Jesus,  I  come  to  Thee. 

1  Jesus,  I  come  to  thee :  no  one  beside 
('ares  for  the  sorrow  I'm  striving  to  hide. 
Helpless  and  desolate,  tired  with  my  sin, 
Open  thine  arms  for  me  ;  Lord,  take  me  in! 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  143 

Lefbain. — Open  now  thine  arms  for  me; 
Pity,  Lord,  aud  comfort  me  ; 
Open  now  thine  arms  for  me, 
Lord,  take  me  in. 

Unto  thy  love  like  a  hird  to  its  nest, 
Sadly  out-wearied,  I  come  hack  for  rust  ; 
Nothing  I  bring  to  thee,  Christ,  hut  my  sin  : 
Open  thine  arms  for  me  ;  Lord,  take  me  in ! 
Eef.— Open  now,  etc. 

Far  from  the  narrow  way  long  I  have  strayed ; 
Dark  clouds  have  covered  me  where   I   have 

prayed : 
Now  to  thy  mercy  I  come  with  my  sin: 
Pity  and  comfort  me  ;  Lord,  take  me  in  ! 
Eef. — Open  now,  etc. 

I  Back  to  thy  dear  love  for  shelter  and  rest 
Flee  I,  O  Lord,  like  a  bird  to  its  nest ; 
Nothing  I  bring  thee  but  sorrow  and  sin  : 
Open  thine  arms  for  me  :  Lord,  take  me  in  '. 
Eef. — Open  now,  etc. 

212  Entire  Consecration. 

1  Take  my  life,  and  let  it  be 
Consecrated.  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
Take  my  hands,  aud  let  them  move 
At  the  impulse  of  thy  love. 

Eef. — Wash  me  in  the  Saviour's  precious  blood, 

the  precious  blood ; 
Cleanse    me   in   its  purifying   flood,   the 

healing  flood. 
Lord,  I  give  to  thee  my  life  and  all,  to  be 
Thine,  henceforth  eternally. 

2  Take  my  feet,  and  let  them  be 
Swift  and  beautiful  for  thee ; 
Take  my  voice,  and  let  me  sing 
Always,  only,  for  my  King. — Eef. 


144  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

3  Take  my  lips,  and  let  them  be 
Filled  with  messages  for  thee ; 
Take  my  silver  and  my  gold  : 

Not  a  mite  would  I  withhold.— Ref. 

4  Take  my  moments  and  my  days: 
Let  them  flow  in  endless  praise; 
Take  my  intellect,  and  use 

Every  power  as  thou  shalt  choose.— Ref. 

5  Take  my  will,  and  make  it  thine: 
It  shall  be  no  longer  mine  ; 
Take  my  heart — it  is  thine  own  : 
It  shall  be  thy  royal  throne.— Ref. 

6  Take  my  love :  my  Lord,  I  pour 
At  thy  feet  its  treasure-store} 
Take  myself,  and  I  will  be 
Ever,  only,  all  for  thee. — Ref. 

213      Jesus,  my  Saviour,  All  in  All. 

1  Jesus  is  all  in  all  to  me; 
Glory  and  grace  in  him  I  see, 
Wisdom  and  riches,  truth  and  love, 
Mercy  and  goodness  from  above. 

Refrain.— Low  at  thy  feet  I  humbly  fall, 

Jesus,  my  Saviour,  all  in  all. 
Glory  to  thee,  O  Lord  of  all, 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  all  in  all. 

2  Jesus  is  all  in  all  to  me; 
Unto  his  arms  of  love  I  flee; 
Casting  on  him  my  load  of  care, 

Jesus,  my  Saviour,  hears  my  prayer. — Ref. 

3  Jesus  is  all  in  all  to  me: 
Jesus  from  sin  can  set  me  free ; 
Jesus  it  is  who  calms  my  fears, 

Hushes  my  sorrows,  dries  my  tears. — Ref. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  145 

214  I  Heard  the  Voice. 

1  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"  Come  unto  rue  and  rest ; 
Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down 

Thy  head  upon  my  breast." 
I  came  to  Jesus  as  I  was — 

Weary  and  worn  and  sad : 
I  found  in  him  a  resting-place, 

And  he  has  made  me  glad. 

2  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"  Behold,  I  freely  give 
The  living  water  ;  thirsty  one, 

Stoop  down  and  drink  and  live." 
I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 

Of  that  life-giving  stream: 
My  thirst  was  quenched,  my  soul  revived, 

And  now  1  live  in  him. 

3  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"  I  am  this  dark  world's  light ; 
Look  unto  me  :  thy  morn  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  day  be  bright." 
I  looked  to  Jesus,  and  I  found 

In  him  my  Star,  my  Sun, 
And  in  that  light  of  life  I'll  walk 

Till  all  my  days  are  done. 

215  8s  &  7s. 

Sweet  the  Moments,  Rich  in  Blessing. 

1  Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 

Which  before  the  cross  I  spend, 
Life  and  health  and  peace  possessing 

From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend. 
Here  I'll  sit  for  ever  viewing 

Mercy's  streams  in  streams  of  blood ; 
Precious  drops,  my  soul  bedewing, 

Plead  and  claim  my  peace  with  God. 

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146  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

2  Truly  blessed  is  this  station, 

Low  before  his  cross  to  lie, 
While  I  see  divine  compassion 

Floating  in  his  languid  eye. 
Here  it  is  I  find  my  heaven, 

While  upon  the  Lamb  I  gaze; 
Love  I  much?  I've  much  forgiven: 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

216  Is  there  °ne  for  Me  ? 

1  Mansions  are  prepared  above 
By  the  gracious  God  of  love ; 
Many  will  those  mansions  see: 
Is  there  one  prepared  for  me? 

Refrain. — Is  there  one  for  me? 
Is  there  one  for  me? 
Many  will  those  mansions  see: 
Is  there  one  prepared  for  me? 

2  Crowns  there  are  for  all  to  wear 
Who  on  earth  the  cross  will  bear; 
Many  will  those  bright  crowns  be: 
Is  there  one  prepared  for  me? — Ref. 

3  Robes  of  spotless  white  are  given 
By  the  glorious  King  of  heaven  ; 
All  can  have  them— they  an-  free: 
Is  there  one  prepared  for  me? — REF. 

217  Clinton.  C.  U. 

1  WHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies. 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear. 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes, 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  hellish  darts  be  hurled, 

Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 

And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall, 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  147 

May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 
4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 
111  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 

And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

218  Shining  Shore.  7s.  D. 

1  My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by. 

And  I,  a  pilgrim  stranger, 
Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly — 
Those  hours  of  toil  and  danger. 
REFRAIN. — For  oh.  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand, 
Our  friends  are  passing  over. 
And,  just  before,  the  shining  shore 
We  may  almost  discover. 

2  We'll  gird  our  loins,  my  brethren  dear, 

Our  distant  home  discerning; 
Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word  : 
Let  every  lamp  be  burning. — Eef. 

3  Should  coming  days  be  cold  and  dark. 

We  need  not  cease  our  singing ; 
That  perfect  rest  naught  can  molest 
Where  golden  harps  are  ringing. — Eef. 

4  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow. 

Each  cord  on  earth  to  sever ; 
Our  King  says,  "  Come  !''  and  there's  our  home 
For  ever — oh,  for  ever  ! — Eef. 

219  The  Better  Land. 

1  Boys.   Whither,  pilgrims,  are  you  going, 
Going  each  with  star!'  in  hand? 
Girls.  We  are  going  on  a  journey. 

Going  at  our  King's  command. 
Over  hills  and  plains  and  valleys, 
We  are  going  to  his  palace, 
[:  WTe  are  going  to  his  palace. 
Going  to  the  better  land.  :|| 


148  8ABBATrf-8CHOOL    HYMNS. 

•J  Boy*.    Fear  ye  nor  the  way  bo  lonely — 
You,  a  little,  feeble  band  ? 
Girls.  No,  for  friends  unseen  are  mar  us: 

Holy  angels  round  us  stand. 

Christ,  our  Leader,  walks  beside  us: 

He  will  guard  and  he  will  guide  us, 

:  He  will  guard  and  he  will  guide  us, 

Guide  us  to  that  hitter  land.  :  | 

220       Come,  ye  Thankful  People. 

1  Come,  ye  thankful  people,  come! 

Raise  the  BOng  of  harvest  -home  ; 
All  is  safely  gathered  in 
Fre  the  winter  storm-  begin  ; 
God,  our  Maker,  doth  provide 
For  our  wants  to  be  supplied. 
Come,  to  Cod's  own  temple  come  ! 

Kai>e  the  sone;  of  harvest-home. 

2  What  is  earth  but  Cod's  mvii  field, 
Fruit  unto  his  praise  to  yield? 
Wheat  and  tans  are  therein  sown, 
Unto  joy  or  sorrow  grown, 
Ripening  with  a  wondrous  power 
Till  the  linal  harvest  hour. 
Grant,  ( >  Lord  of  life,  that  we 
Holy  grain  and  pure  may  he. 

'.',   For  we  know  that  thou  wilt  come, 
And  wilt  take  thy  people  home  ; 

From  thy  field  wilt  purge  away 

All  that  doth  offend,  that  day, 
And  thine  angels  charge  at  last 
In  the  fire  the  tales  to  cast, 
But  the  fruitful  ears  to  store 

In  thy  garner  evermore. 

4  Come,  then,  Lord  of  mercy,  come! 
Rid  US  Sing  thy  harvest  diome  ; 


SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS.  149 

Let  thy  saints  he  gathered  in, 
Free  from  sorrow,  free  from  sin, 
All  upon  the  golden  floor, 
Praising  thee  for  evermore. 
Come,  with  thousand  angels  come! 
Bid  us  sing  thy  harvest-home. 

221  Rest  a  While. 

1  Ix  the  green  pastures  of  thy  love,  our  Saviour, 

By  the  still  waters  'neath  thy  gracious  smile. 
Praying  but  trusting,  then  we  pause  to  listen  : 

Yes.  thou  art  calling  as  to  rest  a  while. 
Kef. — In  the  green  pastures, 
By  the  still  waters, 

'Neath  thy  gracious  smile, 
Praying  but  trusting, 
Pause  we  to  listeu. 

For  thou  art  calling  us  to  rest  a  while. 

2  Care  doth  oppress  and  sorrow's  shadows  brood ; 

Temptation  beckons  with  seductive  smile; 
But,  Lord,  we  come  to  thee  in  loving  trust, 
For  thou  art  calling  us  to  rest  a  while. — Ref. 

3  Saviour,  we  rise  and  follow,  at  thy  bidding. 

The  path  of  duty  :  dark  that  path  may  be ; 
We  hear  thy  voice,  "  'Tis  I,  be  not  afraid  !" 
Whilst    thou   art    calling    us   to   rest    with 
thee. — Ref. 

4  Buried  with  thee,  we  rise  again  in  power; 

Thou  for  our  sins  for  ever  didst  atone  : 
Till  at  the  last  we  hear  thy  joyful  summons: 
"  Come,    rest     for     ever     in     thy    Father's 
home." — Ref. 

222  The  Holy  Day  of  Rest- 

1  Lord,  we  would  ask  this  holy  day 
Rich  blessings  from  above  ; 


150  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

To  spend  with  thee  in  thine  own  way 
The  day  we  dearly  Love  ; 
:  To  spend  with  thee 
The  day  we  dearly  love  : ! 

2  We  cast  on  thee  our  every  care, 

That  nothing  may  annoy  ; 

To  us  do  thou  thyself  declare 

Glad  tidings  of  great  joy ; 

|| :  To  us  declare 
Glad  tidings  of  great  joy.  :  | 

3  Help  us  to  lay  all  self  aside 

And  wait  our  royal  Guest ; 
With  us,  dear  Lord,  do  thou  abide 
On  this  thy  day  of  rest ; 

|| :  With  us  abide  I 

On  this  thy  day  of  rest.  :  | 

4  Our  Sabbaths  here  will  soon  be  o'er ; 

Then  Jesus,  our  dear  Friend, 
Will  call  us  home  to  yon  bright  shore, 
Where  Sabbaths  have  no  end  ; 

||:  Will  call  us  home 
Where  Sabbaths  have  no  end. :  | 

223  We  sha11  Rest- 

1  Let  us  work  for  God  and  follow  his  commands 
With  a  cheerful  heart  and  ever-willing  hands; 
In  the  field  of  life,  rejoicing  every  day, 

Let  us  work  and  trust  and  pray. 
Kef. — We  shall  rest  by  and  by, 

Sweetly  rest  when  earthly  toil  is  o'er ; 
In  a  land  bright  and  fair, 

We  shall  rest  when  earthly  toil  is  o'er. 

2  He  will  give  us  strength  our  vigor  to  renew, 
He  will  grant  us  grace  that  i'alleth  like  the  dew; 
And  the  seeds  of  love  immortal  fruit  shall  bear, 
Ever  guarded  by  his  care. — Ref. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  151 

3  To  a  glorious  work  he  calleth  us  away ; 
Let  us  bear  the  heat  and  burden  of  the  day  ; 
'Tis  the  faithful  souls  that   reap  the   bright 

reward 
At  the  coming  of  the  Lord. — Ref. 

224  Beautiful  Mansions. 

1  Beautiful  mansions,  home  of  the  blest, 
Land  where  the  faithful  ever  shall  rest, 
There  is  my  treasure,  there  shall  I  be ; 
Lord,  I  am  weary :  lead  me  to  thee. 

Ref. — Saviour,  be  near  me :  thy  gentle  voice  can 
cheer  me ; 
O  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  lead  me  to  thee. 

2  Thou  wilt  not  leave  me  comfortless  here: 
Why  should  I  doubt  thee?    What  do  I  fear? 
Light  in  the  distance  breaking  I  see, 

Yet  I  am  weary :  lead  me  to  thee. — Ref. 

3  Jesus,  I  love  thee  :  dwell  in  my  heart ; 
Never — oh  never — from  me  depart. 
Hope  like  a  rainbow  shining  I  see, 

Yet  I  am  weary :  lead  me  to  thee. — Ref. 

225  There's  Rest  on  the  Bosom  of  Jesus. 

1  There's  rest  on  the  bosom  of  Jesus 

For  all  who  are  weary  of  sin  ; 
There's  pardon  and  peace  for  the  erring, 
For  those  who  as  conquerors  win. 
Refka-IN.— Rest,  rest,  rest ! 

Yes,  rest  for  the  weary  and  sad  ; 
There's  rest  on  the  bosom  of  Jesus : 
He  makes  all  the  sorrowing  glad. 

2  There's  rest  on  the  bosom  of  Jesus, 

And  joy  that  the  world  cannot  give; 
Oh,  bring  all  your  sorrows  unto  him  ; 
Oh,  trust  in  his  mercy  and  live. — Ref. 


152  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

3  There's  rest  on  the  bosom  of  Jesus — 
Yes,  life  everlasting  and  blest ; 
We'll  fVar  not  the  grave,  for  our  Saviour 
Will  lead  us  to  heavenly  rest. — Ref. 

226  Tender  Shepherd,  thou  hast  Stilled. 

1  Tender  Shepherd,  thou  hast  stilled 

Now  thy  little  lamb's  brief  weeping: 
Ah  !  how  peaeeful,  pale  and  mild 

In  its  narrow  bed  'tis  sleeping! 
And  no  sigh  of  anguish  sore 
Heaves  that  little  bosom  more. 

2  In  this  world  of  care  and  pain, 

Lord,  thou  wouldst  no  longer  leave  it; 
To  the  sunny  heavenly  plain 

Thou  dost  now  with  joy  receive  it; 
Clothed  in  robes  of  spotless  white, 
Now  it  dwells  with  thee  in  light. 

3  Ah,  Lord  Jesus!  grant  that  we 

Where  it  lives  may  soon  be  living, 
And  the  lovely  pastures  see 

That  its  heavenly  food  are  giving ; 
Then  the  gain  of  death  we  prove, 
Though  thou  take  what  most  we  love. 

227  There  is  a  Fountain. 

1  There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood 

Drawn  from  Immauin  l's  veins, 
And  sinners,  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 
Losj  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day, 

And  there  have  I,  as  vile  as  he, 

Waslu-d  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood, 

Shall  never  lose  its  power 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  153 

Till  all  the  ransomed  Church  of  God 

Be  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 
[  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 

And  shall  be  till  I  die. 
>  Then,  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save, 
When  this  poor  lisping,  stammering  tongue 

Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 

228  Rest  in  Thee. 

1  Blessed  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus, 

Thou  who  gav'st  thyself  for  me, 
Leave  me  not  in  sin  to  wander : 
Bid  me  come  and  rest  in  thee. 
Befra.ix. — Best  in  thee,  rest  in  thee, 

Bid  me  come  and  rest  in  thee ; 
Best  in  thee,  rest  in  thee, 

Bid  me  come  and  rest  in  thee. 

2  Hope  of  all  the  meek  and  lowly, 

Thou  my  hope  and  joy  shalt  be  ; 
Blessed  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus, 

Bid  me  come  and  rest  in  thee. — Bef. 

3  Draw  me  from  each  sinful  striving ; 

From  myself  oh  set  me  free  ; 
Blessed  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus, 

Bid  me  come  and  rest  in  thee. — Bef. 

4  Highest,  purest,  sweetest  pleasure 

Shall  thy  service  bring  to  me  ; 
Blessed  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus, 
Bid  me  come  and  rest  in  thee. — Bef. 

229  Rest-  L.  M. 

1  Asleep  in  Jesus !     Blessed  sleep, 

From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep — 


154  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  <»i'  I 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus!    Oh  how  sweet 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet. 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing 

That  death  has  lost  his  venomed  sting! 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus!     Peaceful  rest. 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest : 
No  fear,  no  woe.  shall  dim  that  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus!     Far  from  thee 

Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  he, 
But  thine  is  still  a  blessed  sleep. 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 

230 

Ten  Thousand  Times  Ten  Thousand. 

1  TEN  thousand  times  ten  thousand, 

In  sparkling  raiment  bright, 
The  armies  of  the  ransomed  saints 

Throng  up  the  steeps  of  light. 
'Tis  finished,  all  is  finished — 

Their  fight  with  death  and  sin; 
Fling  open  wide  the  golden  gat 

And  let  the  victors  in. 

2  What  rush  of  hallelujahs 

Fills  all  the  earth  and  sky! 
What  ringing  of  a  thousand  harps 

I i«  speaks  the  triumph  nigh  .' 
Oh,  day  for  which  creation 

And  all  its  tribes  were  made! 
Oh,  joy  for  all  its  former    > 

A  thousand  fold  repaid  ! 

3  Oh.  then  what  raptured  greetings 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore  ! 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  155 

What  knitting  severed  friendships  up, 
Where  partings  are  no  more  ! 

Then  eyes  with  joy  shall  sparkle 
That  brimmed  with  tears  of  late, 

Orphans  no  longer  fatherless. 
Nor  widows  desolate. 

231       The  Land  Beyond  the  River. 

1  Xo  mortal  eye  that  land  hath  seen 

Beyond,  beyond  the  river. 
Its  smiling  valleys,  hills  so  green, 

Beyond,  beyond  the  river. 
Its  shores  are  coming  nearer. 
The  skies  are  growing  clearer. 
Each  day  it  seemeth  dearer — 
That  land  beyond  the  river. 
Kef.—  We'll   stand  the   storm,  we'll   stand   the 
storm : 
Its  rage  is  almost  o'er ; 
We'll  anchor  in  the  harbor  soun. 
In  the  land  beyond  the  river. 

2  That  glorious  day  will  ne'er  be  done 

Beyond,  beyond  the  river. 
When  we've  the  crown  and  kingdom  won, 

Beyond,  beyond  the  river. 
There  is  eternal  pleasure. 
And  joys  that  none  can  measure. 
For  those  who  have  their  treasure 

In  the  land  beyond  the  river.— Bef. 

3  When  shall  we  look  from  Zion's  hill 

Beyond,  beyond  the  river? 
With  endless  bliss  our  hearts  shall  thrill, 

Beyond,  beyond  the  river. 
There  angels  bright  are  singiug. 
There  golden  harps  are  ringing  ; 
We  ne'er  shall  cease  our  singing 

In  the  land  bevond  the  river. — Eef. 


156  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

232  Jesus,  Still  Lead  On. 

1  Jesus,  still  lead  on 
Till  our  rest  be  won  ; 

And,  although  the  way  be  cheerless, 
We  will  follow,  calm  and  fearless. 

Guide  us  by  thy  hand 

To  our  fatherland. 

2  If  the  way  be  drear, 
If  the  foe  be  near, 

Let  not  faithless  fears  o'ertake  us, 
Let  not  faith  and  hope  forsake  us ; 

For  through  many  a  foe 

To  our  home  we  go. 

3  When  we  seek  relief 
From  a  long-felt  grief, 

When  oppressed  by  new  temptations, 
Lord,  increase  and  perfect  patience; 

Show  us  that  bright  shore 

Where  we  weep  no  more. 

4  Jesus,  still  lead  on 
Till  our  rest  be  won  ; 

Heavenly  Leader,  still  direct  us, 
Still  support,  console,  protect  us, 

Till  we  safely  stand 

In  our  fatherland. 

233  In  tne  Far-Better  Land. 

1  In  the  far-better  land  of  glory  and  light 

The  ransomed  are  singing  in  garments  of  white, 
The  harpers  are  harping,  andall  the  bright  train 
Sing  the  song  of  redemption  :  "The  Lamb  that 
was  slain." 

Ref. — Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  hallelujah  to  the 
Lamb, 
Hallelujah,  hallelujah,  hallelujah  !  Amen. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS.  157 

Like  the  sound  of  the  sea  swells  their  chorus 

of  praise 
Round  the  star-circled  crown  of  the  Ancient  of 

days, 
And  thrones  and  dominions  re-echo  the  strain 
Of  glory  eternal  to  him  that  was  slain. — Ref. 

i  Dear  Saviour,  may  we,  with  our  voices  so  faint, 
Sing  the  chorus  celestial  with  angel  and  saint? 
Yes,  yes,  we  will  sing,  and  thine  ear  we  will 

gain 
With  the  song  of  redemption :  "  The  Lamb  that 

was  slain." — Ref. 


234  Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb. 

1  Come,  children,  and  join  in  our  festival  song, 
And  hail  the  sweet  joys  which  this  day  brings 

along  ; 
We'll  join  our  glad  voices  in  one  song  of  praise 
To  God,  who  has  kept  us  aud  lengthened  our 

days. 

Ref. — Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  hallelujah  to  the 
Lamb, 
Hallelujah,  hallelujah,  hallelujah!  Amen. 

2  Our  Father  in  heaven,  we  lift  up  to  thee 
Our  voice  of  thanksgiving,  our  glad  jubilee; 
Oh,  bless  us  and  guide  us,  dear  Saviour,  we  pray, 
That  from  thy  blest  precepts  we  never  may 

stray. — Ref. 

3  And  if,  ere  this  glad  year  has  drawn  to  a  close, 
Some  loved  one  among  us  in  death  shall  repose, 
Grant,  Lord,  that   the  spirit  in  heaven   may 

dwell 
In   the  bosom   of   Jesus,   where   all   shall   be 
well. — Ref. 


158  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

235  Woodland.  C.  M. 

1  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home — 

Name  ever  dear  to  me — 
When  shall  my  lahors  have  an  end 
In  joy  and  peace  and  thee? 

2  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  hloom, 

Nor  Bin  nor  sorrow  know  ; 
Blest  seats,  through  rude  and  stormy  scenes, 
I  onward  press  to  you. 

'.'<  Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  woe, 
Or  feel  at  death  dismay  ? 
I've  Canaan's  goodly  laud  in  view, 
And  realms  of  endless  day. 

4  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets,  there 
Around  my  Saviour  stand. 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  helow 
Will  join  the  glorious  hand. 

;"  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home, 
My  soul  still  pants  for  thee; 
Then  shall  my  lahors  have  an  end 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 


236       Beautiful  Zion  Built  Above. 

1  Beautiftl  Zion  built  above, 
Beautiful  city  that  I  love. 
Beautiful  gates  of  pearly  white, 
Beautiful  temple,  Cod  its  light! 
He  who  was  slain  on  Calvary 
opens  those  pearly  gates  to  me. 

Refrain.— Zion,  Zion,  lovely  Zion, 

Beautiful  Zion,  city  of  our  God. 

2  Beautiful  heaven  where  all  is  light, 
Beautiful  angels  clothed  in  white. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  159 

Beautiful  strains  that  never  tire, 
Beautiful  harps  through  all  the  choir! 
There  shall  I  join  the  chorus  sweet, 
Worshiping  at  the  Saviour's  feet. — Ref. 

3  Beautiful  crowns  on  every  brow, 
Beautiful  palms  the  conquerors  show; 
Beautiful  robes  the  ransomed  wear, 
Beautiful  all  who  enter  there  ! 
Thither  I  press  with  eager  feet ; 

There  shall  my  rest  be  long  and  sweet. — Ref. 

4  Beautiful  throne  for  Christ  our  King, 
Beautiful  songs  the  angels  sing, 
Beautiful  rest,  all  wanderings  cease, 
Beautiful  home  of  perfect  peace  ! 
There  shall  my  eyes  the  Saviour  see; 
Haste  to  this  heavenlv  home  with  me. — Ref. 


237     There  is  a  Land  of  Pure  Delight. 

1  There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 

Where  saints  immortal  reign  ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

Refkaix. — Oh,  the  land,  the  lovely  land— 
The  laud  o'er  Jordan's  foam  : 
On  the  golden  strand 
Wait  the  happy,  happy  band 

To  welcome  the  ransomed  home. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-withering  flowers ; 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 

This  heavenly  land  from  ours. — Ref. 

3  Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 

Staud  dressed  in  living  green  : 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  rolled  between. — Ref. 


1G0  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

1  Oh,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove — 
Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise — 
And  view  the  Canaan  that  we  love 
With  anbeclouded  eyes: — Ref. 
.I  Could  we  but  climb  when-  Moses  stood, 
And  view  the  landscape  o'er, — 
Not  Jordan's  stream  nor  death's  cold  flood 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. — Ref. 

238  Hark>  Hark,  my  Soul ! 

1  Hark,    hark,   my  soul!      Angelic    songs  are 

swelling 
O'er  earth's  green  fields  and  ocean's  wave-beat 
shore ; 
How  sweet  the  truths  those  blessed  strains  are 
telling 
Of  that  new  life  when  sin  shall  be  no  more! 
Ref. — Angels  of  Jesus,  angels  of  light, 

Singing   to  welcome  the  pilgrims  of  the 
night. 

2  Onward  we  .so,  for  still  we  hear  them  singing] 

"  ( Some,  weary  souls,  for  Jesus  bids  you  come  :'' 
And,  through  the  dark  its  echoes  sweetly  ring- 
ing. 
The  music  of  the  gospel  leads  us  home. — Ref. 

3  Far,  far  away,  like  bells  at  evening  pealing, 

The  voice  of  Jesus  sounds  o'er  land  and  sea, 
And  laden  souls,  by  thousands  meekly  stealing] 
Kind    Shepherd,   turn    their  weary  steps  to 
thee.— Ref. 

4  Rest  comes  at  length:  though  life  be  long  and 

dreary, 
The  day  must  dawn,  and  darksome  night  be 

past ; 
All  journeys  end  in  welcomes  to  the  weary, 
And  heaven,  the  heart's  true  home,  will  come 

at  last.— Ref. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  161 

5  Angels,  sing  on ,  your  faithful  watches  keepi  ng — 
Sing  us  sweet  fragments  of  the  songs  above — 
Till  morning's  joy  shall  end  the  night  of  weep- 
ing. 
And   life's  long  shadows  break  in  cloudless 
love. — Ref. 

239  Angel  Voices. 

1  Angel  voices  ever  singing 

Round  thy  throne  of  light, 
Angel  harps  for  ever  ringing, 

Rest  not  day  nor  night : 
Thousands  only  live  to  bless  thee, 
And  confess  thee, 

Lord  of  might. 

2  Thou  who  art  beyond  the  farthest 

Mortal  eye  can  scan, 
Can  it  be  that  thou  regardest 

Songs  of  sinful  man  ? 
Can  we  feel  that  thou  art  near  us, 
And  wilt  hear  us? 

Yea,  we  can. 

3  Here,  great  God,  to-day  we  offer 

Of  thine  own  to  thee, 
And  for  thine  acceptance  proffer. 

All  unworthily. 
Hearts  and  minds,  and  hands  and  voices, 
In  our  choicest 

Melody. 

240  Jerusalem  the  Golden.  :s  &  6s. 

1  Jerusalem  the  golden, 

With  milk  and  honey  blest. 

Beneath  thy  contemplation 
Sink  heart  and  voice,  opprest. 

I  know  not — oh,  I  know  not — 
What  joys  await  me  there. 

11 


162  -ABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

What  radiancy  of  glory, 
What  bliss  beyond  compare. 

2  They  statu],  those  halls  of  Zion, 

All  jubilant  with  song, 
And  bright  with  many  an  angel, 

And  all  the  martyr  throng. 
There  is  the  throne  of  David, 

And  there,  from  toil  released, 
Th»-  shout  of  them  that  triumph, 

The  song  of  them  that  feast. 

3  And  they  who  with  their  Leader 

Have  conquered  in  the  fight 
For  ever  and  for  ever 

Are  clad  in  robes  of  white. 
Oh,  land  that  see~t  no  Borrow! 

<)li.  state  that  fear'st  no  strife! 
Oh.  royal  land  of  flow 

Oh,  realms  and  home  of  life ! 

4  Oli.  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

The  home  of  (rod's  elect — 
Oh.  sweet  and  blessed  country 

That  eageT  hearts  expect ! 
Jesus,  in  mercy  bring  as 

To  that  dear  land  of  rest, 
Who  art,  with  God  the  Father 

And  Spirit,  ever  bl< 

241     Nevermore  be  Sad  or  Weary. 

1  Tin-  is  not  my  place  of  resting: 
Mine'-  a  city  yet  to  come ; 
trd  to  it  I  am  hastening — 

<  )n  to  my  eternal  home. 

Refrain*. — Nevermore,  nevermore, 

Nevermore  be  sad  or  weary; 
Nevermore,  nevermore, 
Nevermore  to  sin  again. 


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2  In  it  all  is  light  and  glory; 
O'er  it  shines  a  nightless  day; 

Every  trace  of  sin's  sad  story, 
All  the  curse,  has  passed  away. — Ref. 

3  There  the  Lamb  our  Shepherd  leads  us 
By  the  streams  of  life  along, 

On  the  freshest  pasture  feeds  us, 
Turns  our  sighing  into  song. — Ref. 

242  °  Paradise  !   O  Paradise  ! 

10  Paradise!     O  Paradise  ! 
Who  doth  not  crave  for  rest? 
Who  would  not  seek  the  happy  land 
Where  they  that  loved  are  blest? 
Refeaix. — Where  loyal  hearts  and  true 
Stand  ever  in  the  light, 
All  rapture  through  and  through, 
In  God's  most  holy  sight. 

2  O  Paradise!     O  Paradise! 

The  world  is  growing  old: 
Who  would  not  be  at  rest  and  free 
Where  love  is  never  cold  ? — Ref. 

3  0  Paradise !     O  Paradise  ! 

I  greatly  long  to  see 
The  special  place  my  dearest  Lord 

In  love  prepares  for  me. — Ref. 
•1  Lord  Jesus,  King  of  Paradise, 

<  »h.  keep  me  in  thy  love, 
And  guide  me  to  that  happy  land 

<_>t'  perfect  rest  above  ! — Ref. 

243  When  He  shall  Appear. 

1  No  one  can  tell  when  the  Saviour  shall  come — 
Whether  in  day  or  in  night's  solemn  gloom; 
But  this  we  know,  and  it  bringeth  sweet  cheer: 
shall  be  like  him  when  he  shall  appear. 


164  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

Ref. — When   he   shall    appear,    when    he    shall 
appear. 
We  shall  be  like  him  when  he  shall  appear. 

2  Oh,  bkssetl  hope,  that  hath  lifted  the  weak. 
And  thrilled  with  rapture  the  thirsty  who  see* 
Joy  at  the  Fountain  that  flows  ever  clear: 

We    shall    be   like    him    when    he    shall    ap- 
pear.— Ref. 

3  Even  to  me  this  sweet  promise  is  given — 
That  I  may  shine  in  the  glory  of  heaven  ; 
Life's  heavy  burdens  1*11  cheerfully  bear: 

We    shall    be    like    him    when    he  shall    ap- 
pear.— Ref. 

4  Oh,  let  us  strive,  then,  to  work  with  a  will ; 
Soon  he  will  come  and  his  promise  fulfill ; 
Ever  be  ready  his  summons  to  hear: 

We    shall   be    like    him   when    he    shall   ap- 
pear.— Ref. 

244       The  Day  is  Past  and  Over. 

1  The  day  is  past  and  over: 

All  thanks,  O  Lord,  to  thee ; 
We  pray  thee  now  that  sinless 

The  hours  of  dark  may  be. 
O  Jesus,  keep  us  in  thy  sight, 
And  save  us  through  the  coming  night. 

2  The  joys  of  day  are  over  : 

We  lift  our  hearts  to  thee. 
And  ask  thee  that  offenceless 

The  hours  of  dark  may  be. 
O  Jesus,  make  their  darkness  light, 
And  save  us  through  the  coming  night. 

3  The  toils  of  day  are  over : 

We  raise' our  hymn  to  thee, 
And  ask  that  free  from  peril 
The  hours  of  dark  mav  be. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS.  165 

0  Jesus,  keep  us  in  thy  sight, 

And  guard  us  through  the  coming  night. 

4  Be  thou  our  souls'  preserver, 

O  God.  for  thou  dost  know 
How*  many  are  the  perils 

Through  which  we  have  to  go. 
O  loving  Jesus,  hear  our  call, 
And  guard  and  save  us  from  them  all. 

245  Abide  with  Me. 

1  Abide  with  me :  fast  falls  the  eventide; 
The  darkness  deepens:  Lord,  with  me  abide  ! 
When  other  helpers  fail  and  comforts  flee, 
Help  of  the  helpless,  oh,  abide  with  me. 

2  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day  ; 
Earth's  joys  grow  dim,  its  glories  pass  away; 
Change  and  decay  in  all  around  I  see : 

0  thou  who  changest  not,  abide  with  me. 

3  I  need  thy  presence  every  passing  hour  : 

.  What   but   thy   grace   can   foil   the   tempter's 

power  ? 
Who  like  thyself  my  guide  and  stay  can  be  ? 
Through  cloud  and  sunshine,  Lord,  abide  with 

me. 

4  I  fear  no  foe  with  thee  at  hand  to  bless ; 
Ills  have  no  weight,  and  tears  no  bitterness. 
Where   is   death's   sting?     Where,  grave,  thy 

victory? 

1  triumph  still  if  thou  abide  with  me. 

5  Hold  thou  thy  cross  before  my  closing  eyes ; 
Shine  through  the  gloom  and  point  me  to  the 

skies ; 
Heaven's   morning  breaks,   and    earth's   vain 

shadows  flee ; 
In  life,  in  death,  O  Lord,  abide  with  me. 


166  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

246  Fading,  still  Fading! 

1  Fading,  still  fading !  The  last  beam  is  shining ; 
Father  in  heaven,  the  day  is  declining: 

Safety  and  innocence  fly  with  the  light; 
Temptation   and  danger  walk  forth  with  the 

night. 
From  the  fall  of  the  shade   till  the  morning 

bells  chime, 
Shield  me  from  danger,  save  me  from  crime. 
Father,  have  mercy.  Father,  have  mercy. 
Father,  have  mercy  thro*  Jesus  Christ  OUT  Lord. 

2  Father  in  heaven,  oh  hear  when  we  call — 
Hear,  for  Christ's  sake,  who  is  Saviour  of  all: 
Feeble  and  fainting,  we  trust  in  thy  might : 
In  doubting  and  darkness  thy  love  be  our  light. 
Let    us   sleep  on  thy  breast  while    the   night 

taper  burns — 
Wake  in  thine  arms  when  morning  returns. 
Father,  have  mercy.  Father,  have  mercy, 
Father,  have  mercy  thro'  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord. 

24T     Saviour,  again  to  thy  Dear  Name. 

1  SAVIOUR,  again  to  thy  dear  name  we  raise, 
With  one  accord,  our  parting  hymn  of  praise; 

We  stand  to  bless  thee  ere  our  worship  cease, 
And.  humbly  bowing,  wait  thy  word  of  peace, 

2  Grant  us  thy  peace  upon  our  homeward  way  : 
Witli  thee  began, with  thee  shall  end,  the  day; 
Guard  thou  the  lips  from  sin,  the  hearts  from 

shame, 
That  in  this  house  have  called  upon  thy  name. 

3  Grant  us  thy  peace,  Lord,  through  the  coming 

night; 
Turn  thou  for  us  its  darkness  into  light; 
From  harm  and  danger  keep  thy  children  free, 
For  dark  and  light  are  both  alike  to  thee. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  167 

4  Grant  us  thy  peace  throughout  our  earthly 

life— 
Our  balm  in  sorrow  and  our  stay  in  strife ; 
Then,  when   thy   voice  shall  bid   our  conflict 

cease, 
Call  us,  O  Lord,  to  thine  eternal  peace. 

248  Now  the  Day  is  Over. 

1  Now  the  day  is  over ; 

Night  is  drawing  nigh  ; 
Shadows  of  the  evening 
Steal  across  the  sky. 

2  Jesus,  give  the  weary 

Calm  and  sweet  repose  ; 

With  thy  tenderest  blessing 

May  our  eyelids  close  ! 

3  When  the  morning  wakens, 

Then  may  I  arise 
Pure  and  fresh  and  sinless 
In  thy  holy  eyes.     Amen. 

249  Hursley.  L.  M. 

1  Sun  of  my  Soul,  thou  Saviour  dear, 
It  is  not  night  if  thou  be  near : 

Oh  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes. 

2  When  the  soft  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
My  wearied  eyelids  gently  steep, 

Be  my  last  thought,  "  How  sweet  to  rest 
For  ever  on  my  Saviour's  breast  '.'" 

3  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  cannot  live  ; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die. 


1G8  3ABBATH-8CHOOL    HYMN8. 

4  If  some  poor  wandering  child  of  thine 
Have  spurned  to-day  the  voice  divine, 
N<>\\\  Lord,  the  gracious  work  begin: 
Let  him  no  more  lie  down  in  sin. 

5  Come  neaT  and  bless  us  when  we  wake, 
Ere  through  the  world  our  way  we  take, 
Till,  in  the  ocean  of  thy  love, 

We  lose  ourselves  in  heaven  above. 

250  Greenville.  8s,  7s  &  4. 

1  Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing; 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace  ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace; 

Oh,  refresh  us, 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness. 
"2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 
Fur  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  ; 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found  ! 
3  So.  whene'er  the  signal's  given 
Us  from  earth  to  call  away, 
Borne  on  angels*  wings  to  heaven, 
Glad  the  summons  to  obey, 

May  we  ever 
Reign  with  Christ  in  endless  day  ! 

251  Oh,  come,  let  us  Sing. 

1  Oh,  come,  let  us  sing  un-  |  to  the  |  Lord  ;     let 

\is  heartily  rejoice  in  the  |  strength  of  | 
our  sal-  i  vation. 

2  Let  as  come  before  his  presence  with  |  thanks- 

—     giving,  j|  and  show  ourselves  j  glad  in 
him  with  j  psalms. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  169 

3  For  the  Lord  is  a    great  —  |  God,  ||  and  a  great 
!  King  •'  a-     hove  "  all  |  gods. 

4  In  his  hands  are  all  the  corners  |  of  "  the  | 
earth,  ||  and  the  strength  of  the  |  hills  "  is 

|  his  —  |  also. 

5  The  sea  is  his,  |  and  "  he  |  made  it;  ||  and  his 
hands  pre-  |  pared  "  the  |  dry  —  |  land. 

6  Oh,  come,  let  us  worship  |  and  "  fall  |  down  j| 
and  kneel  be-  |  fore  "  the  |  Lord  "  our  | 
Maker. 

7  For  he  is  the  |  Lord  "  our  |  God,  ||  and  we  are 
the  people  of  his  pasture,  |  and  "  the  | 
sheep  "■  of  his  |  hand. 

8  Oh,  worship  the  Lord  in  the  |  beauty  "  of  | 
holiness;      let  the  whole  earth  |  stand  " 
in  ;  awe  "  of    him. 

9  For  he  cometh,  for  he  cometh  to  |  judge  "  the 
|  earth,     and  with  righteousness  to  judge 

the  world,  and  the  |  peo  -  pie  |  with  "  his 
|  truth. 

0  Glorv  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  |  Son,  || 
and  |  to  the  |  Holy  |  Ghost ; 

1  As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ever 
••  shall  |  be,      world  |  without  |  end.     A- 

I  men. 


252        Tne  Lord  is  my  Shepherd. 

1  The   Lord   is   my  shepherd :   I  |  shall  not  | 

want. 

2  He  maketh  me  to  lie  down  in  green  pastures: 

he  leadeth  me  beside  the  still  |  wa | 

ters.  !| 


170  SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS. 

3  He  re-  |  storeth  my  |  soul : 

4  He  leadeth  me  in  the  paths  of  righteousne 

for  his  |  name's  —     sake. 

5  lea,  though  I  walk  through  the  valley  of  the 

shallow  of  death,  I  will     fear  no  |  evil:  ■ 

6  F«»r  thou  art  with  me;  thy  rod  and  thy  staff] 

they  ]  comfort  |  me. 

7  Thou  preparest  a  table  before  me  in  the  pres- 

ence of  mine  |  ene-  |  mies, 

-  Thou  anointest  my  head  with  oil ;  my  cup  |  I 
runneth  j  over.  « 

it  Surely- goodness  and  mercy  shall  follow  me  all 
the    days  of  my     life  ; 

10  And  I  will  dwell  in  the  house  of  the  |  L"rd 
for  |  ever.     A-  |  men. 

253  The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  OUB  Father  who  art  in  heaven.  |  hallowed     he 

thy  |  name;  || 
Thy  kingdom  come,  thy  will  be  done  on  |  earth 
"  as  it  |  is  in  |  heaven. 

2  Give  us  this  |  day  our —  j  daily    bread  : 

And  forgive  us  our  debts,  as     we  for-     give  our] 

debtors. 

3  And  lead  us  not  into  temptation,  but  de-    liver 

!  us  from  |  evil  ; 
For  thine  is  the  kingdom,  and  the  power,  and) 
the  glory,  for  j  ever.     A men. 

254  °h»  Give  Thanks. 

1  ( >h.  give  thanks  unto  the  L  >rd,  for  he  is  good  a 
Cho. — For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS.  171 

2  Oh,  give  thanks  unto  the  God  of  gods; 
Cho. — For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

3  Oh,  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord  of  lords; 
Cho. — For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

4  To  him  who  alone  doeth  great  wonders; 
Cho. — For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

5  To  him  that  hy  wisdom  made  the  heavens  ; 
Cho. — For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

6  To  him  that  stretched  out  the  earth  above  the 

waters : 
Cho. — For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

7  To  him  that  made  great  lights: 
Cho. — For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

8  The  sun  to  rule  by  day  ;  the  moon  and  stars  to 

rule  by  night ; 
Cho. — For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

9  Who  remembered  us  in  our  low  estate ; 
Cho. — For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

10  And  hath  redeemed  us  from  our  enemies ; 
Cho. — For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

11  Who  giveth  food  to  all  flesh ; 

Cho. — For  his  mercy  endureth  for  ever. 

12  Oh,  give  thanks  unto  the  God  of  heaven  ; 
Cho. — For  his  mercv  endureth  for  ever.  Amen. 


255         *  wil1  Lift  UP  mine  Eyes. 

1  I  will  lift  up  mine  eyes  unto  the  hills  from 

whence  ]  cometh  my  j  help. 

2  My  help  cometh  from  the  Lord  which  made  | 

heaven  and  I  earth. 


17-!  SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS. 

3  He  will  not  suffer  thy  foot  to  be  moved  :  he  that 

keepeth  thee  |  will  not  |  slumber. 

4  Behold,   he   that   keepeth   Israel,   shall   not  | 

slumber  nor  j  sleep. 

.">  The  Lord  is  thy  keeper;  the  Lord  is  thy  shade 
upon  thy  j  right —  |  hand. 

(I  The  sun  shall  not  smite  thee  by  day,  nor  the  | 
moon  by  |  night. 

7  The  Lord  shall  preserve  thee  from  all  evil :  he 

shall  pre-  |  serve  thy  |  soul. 

8  The  Lord  shall  preserve  thy  going  out,  and  thy 

coming  in,  from  this  time  forth,  and  even 
for  evermore.  |  A —  |  men. 

256  Thy  Will  be  Done, 

1  <:Thy  will  be  |  done!"  ||  In  devious  way 

The  hurrying  streams  of  |  life  may  |  run  ;  || 
Yet  still  our  grateful  hearts  shall  say,  | 
"Thy  will  be  |  done!" 

2  "Thy  will  be  |  done!"  ||  If  o'er  us  shine 

A  gladdening  and  a  |  prosperous  |  sun,  || 
This  prayer  will  make  it  more  divine :  | 
"Thy  will  be  |  done!" 

3  "Thy  will  be  |  done!"  ||  Though  shrouded  o'er 

Our  |  path  with  |  gloom,  ||  one  comfort,  one,  | 
Is  ours  :  to  breathe,  while  we  adore,  | 
"Thy  will  be  |  done!" 

257  Tine.— Troyte's  Chant. 

1  There  is  a  calm  for  |  those  who  |  weep,  || 
A  rest  for  weary  |  pilgrims  |  found ;  || 
They  softly  lie,  and  |  sweetly  |  sleep,  || 
Low  |  in  the  |  ground. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL    HYMNS.  173 

2  The  storm  that  sweeps  the  !  wintry  |  sky 
Xo  more  disturbs  their  |  deep  re-  |  pose 

Than  summer  evening's  |  latest  ]  sigh 

That     shuts  the  j  rose. 

3  Then,  traveler  in  the  |  vale  of  \  tears 
To  realms  of  ever-  |  lasting  |  light, 

Through  time's  dark  wilder-  j  ness  of  |  years. 
Pur-  |  sue  thy  |  flight. 

4  Thy  soul,  renewed  by  |  grace  di-  |  vine. 
In  God's  own  image.  |  freed  from  |  clay, 

In  heaven's  eternal  |  sphere  shall  j  shine 
A  |  star  of  |  day. 

258  Tune.— Troyte's  Chant. 

1  God  of  my  life,  thy  |  boundless  \  grace 
Chose,  pardoned  and  a-  !  dopted  '  me ; 

My  Rest,  my  Home,  my     Dwelling-  j  place, 
Father,  I  |  come  to  |  thee. 

2  Jesus,  my  Hope,  my  |  Rock,  my  |  Shield, 
Whose  precious  blood  was  ]  shed  for  |  me, 

Into  thy  hands  my  |  soul  I  |  yield, 
Saviour,  I  |  come  to  |  thee. 


DOXOLOGIES. 


L.  M. 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost. 

C.  M. 

To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory  as  it  was,  is  now, 

And  shall  be  evermore. 

S.  M. 

Ye  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  saints  that  dwell  below, 

Worship  the  Father,  praise  the  Son, 
And  hless  the  Spirit  too. 

7s. 

Holy  Father,  Holy  Son, 
Holy  Spirit,  Three  in  One. 
Praise  and  glory  be  to  thee 

Now  and  through  eternity. 

7s  &  6s. 

Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  Ood  whom  we  adore, 


SABBATH-SCHOOL   HYMNS.  175 

Join  we  with  the  heavenly  host 

To  praise  thee  evermore ; 
Live,  by  heaven  and  earth  adored, 

Three  in  One  and  One  in  Three, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 

All  glory  be  to  thee. 

;  8s  &  7s. 

Praise  the  Father,  earth  and  heaven ; 

Praise  the  Son,  the  Spirit  praise  ■ 
As  it  was,  and  is,  be  given 

Glory  through  eternal  days. 

8s,  7s  &  4. 

Geeat  Jehovah  !  we  adore  thee, 
God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 

God  the  Spirit,  joined  in  glory 
On  the  same  eternal  throne ; 

Endless  praises 
To  Jehovah,  Three  in  One. 

I  L.  P.  M. 

Xow  to  the  great  and  sacred  Three, 
The  Father,  Son  and  Spirit,  be 

Eternal  praise  and  glory  given 
Through  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known; 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  the  saints  in  earth  and  heaven. 


)  Father  almighty !  to  thee  be  addressed, 
Vith  Christ  and  the  Spirit,  one  God  ever  blest, 
11    glory   and   worship,  from   earth    and  from 

heaven, 
Is  was,  and  is  now,  and  shall  ever  be  given. 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


HYMN 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have 137 

A  crown  of  glory  hright 51 

Abide  with  me,  fast  falls  the  eventide 245 

All  hail,  blessed  morning 86 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 7 

All  glory  to  Jesus  be  given 43 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross 54 

Angel  voices  ever  singing 239 

Art  thou  weary,  art  thou  languid 96 

Around  the  Saviour's  lofty  throne 8 

Around  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven 33 

Asleep  in  Jesus !  Blessed  sleep 229 

Awake,  my  soul!  stretch  every  nerve 128 

Beautiful  morning  star 71 

Beautiful  mansions,  home  of  the  blest 224 

Beautiful  Zion,  built  above 236 

Begone,  unbelief 59 

Blessed  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus 228 

Blest  Comforter  divine 162 

Calling,  calling 101 

Cheerfully  give,  cheerfully  give 144 

Child  of  sin  and  sorrow 98 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King 132 

Come,  every  soul  by  sin  oppressed 99 

Come,  children,  and  join  in  our  festival  song.  234 

Come,  come  to  Jesus 97 

Come,  let  us  all  unite  to  sing 104 

12  177 


178  TXDEX    OF   FIRST   LINES. 

HYMN 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 13 

Come,  sinner,  come!    Oh,  why,  why  delay 103 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad 24 

Come,  shout  aloud  the  Father's  grace 106 

Come,  thou  almighty  King 37 

Come,  thou  long-expected  Jesus 67 

Come  to  Jesus,  come  to  Jesus 109 

Come  to  Jesus  now 92 

Come,  ye  children  !  hearken  unto  me 196 

Come,  ye  faithful,  raise  the  strain 

Come,  ye  thankful  people,  come 220 

Crown  him  with  many  crowns 173 

Do  not  faint  when  tribulation 46 

Do  no  sinful  action IT-* 

Each  day  to  live  for  Jesus 125 

Endless  praises,  endless  praises 30 

Enthroned  on  high,  almighty  Lord B8 

Fading,  still  fading!  The  last  beam  is 246 

Far  out  on  the  desolate  billow 50 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word K>7 

Father,  whatever  of  earthly  bliss 160 

Fear  not  !  God  18  thy  shield 116 

Floating  through  the  sunlight 04 

Forth  to  the  fight,  ye  ransomed 122 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies :;i 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows .".7 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 141 

Gather  them  in,  for  there  yet  is  room 124 

Gentle  Jesus,  Saviour  mild 154 

Give  !  'tis  the  Saviour's  precept 1  13 

Glory  and  praise  and  honor 2 

Glory  to  God  on   high 39 

Glory  to  the  Father  give 112 

Go  and  tell  Jesus,  weary.  Binsick  soul 11 

Go  hear  the  joyful  tidings 140 


INDEX   OF   FIRST   LINES.  179 

HYMN 

Go  labor  on;  spend  and  be  spent 130 

God  eternal,  Lord  of  all 25 

God  bless  our  native  land 187 

God  is  my  strong  salvation 45 

God  loved  the  world  of  sinners,  lost 199 

God  of  eternal  truth 12 

God  of  my  life,  thy  boundless  grace 258 

Golden  harps  are  sounding 3 

Grace!  'tis  a  charming  sound 56 

Gracious  Saviour,  gentle  Shepherd 58 

Gracious  Spirit,  Love  divine 163 

Great  God  of  nations,  now  to  thee 188 

Hail,  my  ever-blessed  Jesus 23 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  Anointed 68 

Happy  are  we,  God's  own  little  flock 145 

Hallelujah,  praise  the  Lord 18 

Hark  !  from  the  mansions  of  glory  the  song.  9 

Hark,  hark,  my  soul!  Angelic  songs  are 238 

Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing 70 

Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 83 

Hark!  the  temperance  bells  are  ringing 133 

Hark!  the  notes  of  angels  singing 11 

Hark!  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 21 

Hark  !  what  mean  those  holy  voices 69 

Hear  the  Master  say,  "  Go  and  work  to-day...  121 

He  leadeth  me  !     Oh,  blessed  thought 180 

He  that  goeth  forth  with  weeping 131 

Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  Lord  God  Almighty 14 

Holy  Father,  hear  my  cry 163 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord.  181 

How  gentle  God's  commands 170 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 27 

I  am  coming  to  the  cross 64 

I  bless  the  Christ  of  God 28 

I  could  not  do  without  thee 53 

I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say 214 

I  lay  my  sins  on  Jesus 81 


180  INDEX   OF   FIRST   LINK-. 

HYMN 

I  love  to  hear  the  story 176 

I  love  to  tell  the  story 175 

I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger 4^ 

In  heavenly  love  abiding 66 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory 84 

In  the  far-better  land  of  glory  and  light 

In  the  green  pastures  of  thy  love 221 

I  think,  when  I  read  that  sweet  story  of  old.  77 

I've  been  redeemed,  I've  been  redeemed 190 

I've  reached  the  land  of  corn  and  wine 203 

I  was  a  wandering  sheep 152 

I  will  lift  up  mine  eyes 256 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home 235 

Jerusalem  the  golden 240 

Jesus,  all-atoning  Lamb 159 

Jesus' arm  sustains  thee 110 

Jesus,  I  come  to  thee;  no  one  beside 211 

Jesus,  immortal  King,  arise 1 16 

Jesus  is  all  in  all  to  me 213 

Jesus  is  our  Shepherd 204 

Jesus  is  our  loving  Saviour 151 

Jesus  is  tenderly  calling  thee  home 91 

Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul 156 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 

Jesus,  still  lead  on 

Jesus,  tender  Saviour,  hast  thou  died  for  me,  41 

Jesus,  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend 207 

Jesus  the  water  of  life  will  give 1  18 

Joy  to  the  world!  the  Lord  is  come 78 

Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea 184 

Lead,  kindly  light  amid  th'  encircling  gloom.  158 
Let  us  work  for  God  and  follow  his  commands 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing 

Lord,  do  not  leave  me 108 

Lord,  I  hear  of  shower-  of  blessing 171 

Lord  of  the  vast  creation 

Lord,  thy  glory  fills  the  heaven 


INDEX   OF   FIRST   LINES.  181 

HYMN 

Lord,  we  would  ask  this  holy  day 222 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling 105 

Mansions  are  prepared  above 216 

March  on.  child  of  God,  heart  firm  and  light.  114 

More  love  to  thee,  O  Christ 63 

My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by 213 

My  faith  looks  up  to  thee 153 

My  Saviour  stands  waiting 93 

My  soul,  lie  on  thy  guard 129 

My  soul,  repeat  his  praise 36 

Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone 165 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee 65 

No  mortal  eye  that  land  hath  seen 231 

No,  not  despairingly 62 

No  one  can  tell  when  the  Saviour 243 

No  other  name  but  thine,  O  Lord 4 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts 87 

Now  I  have  found  a  friend 183 

Now  the  day  is  over 248 

Now  the  sowing  and  the  weeping 118 

O  day  of  rest  and  gladness 42 

O  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord 254 

Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul 22 

Oh,  come  let  us  sing  unto  the  Lord 251 

Oh,  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth 31 

Oh,  I  am  so  happy  in  Jesus 206 

Oh,  sometimes  the  shadows  are  deep 47 

Oh,  what,  if  we  are  Christ's 186 

Oli,  where  are  kings  and  empires  now 182 

O  Lamb  of  God,  still  keep  me 201 

One  there  is  above  all  others 40 

One  there  is  above  all  others 200 

On  the  mountain's  top  appearing 139 

Onward  now  !  the  trumpet  call  is  sounding...  Ill 

Onward,  Christian  soldiers 123 

O  Paradise!    O  Paradise 242 


182  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINE8. 

HYMN 

O  sacred  Head,  now  wounded hi 

()  thou  that  nearest  prayer 172 

o  thou  unseen  bnt  present  Christ lit 

Out  amid  the  waves  of  ocean (>1 

Our  Father  who  art  in  heaven 

0  word  of  God  incarnate \HC, 

Praise,  my  soul,  the  King  of  heaven l-!» 

Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator 

Pi —  forward  and  fear  not 115 

Ring  out  the  wrord  from  Christ  the  Lord 11!» 

J  Jock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me 17? 

Salvation  !  oh,  the  joyful  sound 55 

Saviour,  again  to  thy  dear  name 347 

Saviour,  blessed  Saviour 10 

Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us 164 

Saviour,  teach  me  day  by  day 157 

Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing 6 

Sing  aloud,  sing  aloud 17 

Sing  them  over  again  to  me ."V.' 

Softly,  sweetly,  through  the  air ?:; 

Sowing  in  the  morning 113 

Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus 120 

Standing  at  the  portal  of  the  opening  year...  147 

Summer  suns  are  glowing L55 

Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear 

Sweet  hour  Of  prayer,  sweet  hour  of  prayer..  166" 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing 215 

Take  me,  O  mv  Father,  take  me 117 

Take  my  life,  and  let  it  be 212 

Tender  Shepherd,  thou  hast  stilled 226 

Ten  thousand  times  ten  thousand 230 

The  day  is  past  and  over 244 

The  great  Physician  now  is  near 210 

The  Lord  is  in  his  holy  temple 16 

The  Lord  is  my  shepherd,  I  shall  not  want 


INDEX   OF   FIRST    LINES.  1S3 

HYMN' 

The  Lord  my  shepherd  is 136 

The  morning  light  is  breaking 142 

The  morning  bright 195 

The  people  that  in  darkness  sat 79 

The  sands  of  time  are  wasting 208 

The  Son  of  God  goes  forth  tu  war 198 

The  Spirit  and  the  bride  say,  "  Come 95 

There  is  a  calm  for  those  who  weep 257 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood 227 

There  is  a  green  hill  far  away 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 237 

There  is  beauty  all  around 197 

There  is  no  name  so  sweet  on  earth 191 

There's  rest  on  the  bosom  of  Jesus 225 

There  was  joy  in  heaven 72 

This  is  not  my  place  of  resting 241 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made 38 

Thou  art  my  Shepherd 107 

Thou  my  everlasting  portion 49 

Thou  sweet-gliding  Kedron,  by  thy  silver....  193 

Thy  will  be  done  !  In  devious  way 256 

To-day  the  Saviour  calls .' 102 

To  God  be  the  glory  !  great  things  hath  he...     15 
I  with  rough  winds  and  faint  with  fear.     60 

Weary  of  wandering  from  my  Saviour 90 

We  praise  thee,  O  God 35 

Welcome,  welcome,  dear  Eedeemer 185 

We  march,  we  march  to  victory 192 

We  plough  the  fields  and  scatter 138 

We'iv  the  lambs  of  the  flock 194 

What  a  friend  we  have  in  Jesus 169 

What  did  our  Lord  and  Saviour  say 150 

When,  his  salvation  bringing 75 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 217 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 85 

When  morning  gilds  the  skies 171 

When  to  those  who  sin  and  suffer 82 

Whither,  pilgrims,  are  you  going 219 


184  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

HYMN 

Who  hath  sorrow?   Who  hath  woe 126 

Whom  have  I  in  heaven  above 200 

Why  shouldst  thou  Longer  knock l<;i 

With  broken  heart  and  contrite  sigh L49 

Wonderful  night!  wonderful  nighl 71 

Work,  for  the  night  is  coming 134 

Would  you  be  a  Christian  child  ? LOO 

Ye  angels  who  stand  round  the  throne :ii; 

\v  servants  of  the  Lord 135 

W  servants  of  God  !  your  Master  proclaim...  l 

Yes.  forme,  for  me  he  careth 17!) 

Yield  not  to  the  tempter 127 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Adoration,  Praise,  Thanksgiving,  1-40,  104, 

106,  110,  112,  171,  199,  239. 
Trust  and  Confidence,  41-66,  86,  116, 153, 155, 

181,  209. 
Jesus  Christ  :  His  Advent,  Life,  Death,  Kesur- 

rection  and  Coming,  67-89,  193,  202,  243. 
Jesus  the  King,  2,  3,  7,  8,  12,  21,  30,  70,  75,  78, 

146,  173. 
Jesus  the  Saviour,  4,  9,  10,  11,  13,  23,  26,  31,  33, 

35,  44-87,  151,  156,  177,  191,  206,  227. 
Jesus  the  Shepherd  and  Friend,  19,  27,  40, 

50,  58,  107,  136,  164,  169,  179,  180,  183,  194, 

200,  204. 
The  Holy  Spirit,  37,  88,  131,  162,  163,  172,  174. 
The  Trinity  Adored,  37,  112,  168. 
The  Gospel  Call,  41,  52,  90-109,  148,  150,  196. 
Accepting  the  Call  and  Resting  in  Christ, 

147-164, 168,  183, 184, 185, 190,  210,  211,  213, 

214,  221,  225.  228. 
Penitence,  62,  63,  64,  80,  81,  82,  85,  90,  93,  117, 

149,  154,  174,  201,  211. 
Prayer,  57,  160,  166,  172. 


186  INDEX   OF   SUBJECT.-. 

The  Christian  Life:  Conflict,  Work  and 
Growth,  46,  47,  53,  54,  59,  60,  61,  66,  84,  109 
11 1-1 :3s,  157T215,  223,232. 

The  Church:  Its  Pi  Triumph,  6,  id 

32,  34,  68,  76,  124,  138-146,  182. 

The  Lord's  Day,  38,  4->.  222. 

The  Bible,  52,  167,  205. 

MORNING  AND  EVENING,  195,  044-249. 

New  Year,  147,  234. 

Our  Country,  187,  188,  189,  220. 

Death  of  a  Child,  226. 

The  Heavenly  Rest,  33,  48,  51,  208,  216-243. 

Close  of  Worship,  247. 

Chants,  251-257. 


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